A few weeks before Kathleen’s baby was due in June, 1947, Bill made arrangements for his friend Lon’s wife Sally to take her for her doctor’s visit. He dropped her off not long after six in the morning, picked Lon up, leaving Kathleen to spend the day with Sandy, Lon’s wife. The couples had Continue reading
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Turned Out In The Cold
Uncle Joe sent word he needed the boys to cut firewood one November day in 1934. He’d be ready about ten the next morning. They walked barefoot three miles through the woods, kicking at the fallen leaves, since it was a still a warm day as November often is in Nortwest Louisiana. Shoes had to be saved for school, but the opportunity to get a day’s work took precedence over school. They needed whatever Uncle Joe paid, whether it be a little money or food. Maybe they’d get a meal or some cast off clothes, too. Continue reading
Kathleen and the Phantom Killer
(How my parents met in June 1945. My mother had just graduated and was working as a waitress while she waited to start college that fall, when she met my father. From her memoirs I am currently writing.)
After I graduated, I looked forward to being a lawyer or a teacher for a few years before settling down with a doting husband, maybe a doctor or judge, in a nice little house in town Continue reading
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