In the Spring of 1987, Hoskins was speaking at an Identity gathering in Georgia. Sponsored by the Georgia Peach Church of the Last Days, the event was held at a local amusement park. Lakeside Amusement Park was run by one of Georgia’s great showmen, David Beck. Of Germanic descent, Beck described himself as “an impresario of the old school.” Which meant he had a taste for fountains and fireworks, along with rollercoasters. Beck, who had been married four times, was an ardent believer in Christian Identity. And his park reflected his religious beliefs.
Lakeside had an array of fountains – most of which were topped with water-spouting eagles or mystical warriors – designed by Beck himself. Beck had expanded Lakeside’s gardens, turning them into outdoor wonders. There was a huge ballroom. Its ceiling supported by great wooden arches from which dangled Teutonic chandeliers. A platform had been erected at one end and hundreds of chairs sat in neat rows in front of the speaker’s podium.
As the event unfolded, Hoskins sat in a chair behind the podium, waiting his turn to speak. There were a total of five guest speakers. Three of who sat near Hoskins. The fourth man was already at the podium, exhorting his listeners in a high-pitched, darting voice.
Thirty minutes later, Hoskins arose and approached the podium. His features were heavily Germanic in structure and provided him with a powerful presence. His voice, deep and sturdy, could rumble easily or roar vehemently. Whichever he did, galvanizing blue eyes gazed steadily, gauging reaction to his words. All in all, Richard Kelly Hoskins was a handsome man and a persuasive orator.