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Friday, December 31st, 2010

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    2:27a
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    but maybe there was a whole chicken in thereAnd
    maybe a few bottles of beer for ole massa, as well
    - a little reward after he'd finished his day's
    dives"What color would you say that hamper is?
    Dark brown? Or is it red?"
    Wireman gave me a strange look"In a black-andwhite
    photograph, it's hard to tell
    "Tell me how the storm led to the deaths of the
    little girls
    He opened the folder again and handed me an old
    news story with an accompanying photograph"This
    is from the Venice Gondolier, March 28th, 1927I
    got the original info on the netJack Cantori
    called the paper, got someone to make a copy and
    shoot me a faxJack's terrific, by the way
    "No argument there," I said
    "Who are these girls? No - don't tell meThe one
    on his left's MariaHannah's on his rightHannah's the one with breastsShe was
    fourteen in '27
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    We studied the fax sheet in silence for a few
    momentsE-mail would have been betterThe fax
    had annoying dark vertical lines running through
    it, blurring some of the print, but the headline
    was clear enough: STORM PROVES TREASURE-HUNTING
    BOON TO AMATEUR DIVERAnd the picture was clear
    enough, tooEastlake's hairline had receded a
    littleAs if to compensate, his narrow
    bandleader's mustache was now closer to a walrus
    And although he was still wearing the same black
    bathing singlet, it was now under severe stress
    and actually popped under one arm, I thought,
    although the picture's resolution wasn't quite
    good enough to be certainIt appeared Dad
    Eastlake had packed on some pork between 1925 and
    1927 - the B-movie actor would have trouble
    getting roles if he didn't start skipping desserts
    and doing more work in the g
    2:31a
    @@@@@ "I wish I had known her in her
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    "I wish I had known her in her prime
    739
    "Can I do anything for your family?"
    "No," I said"They're having dinner with Dario
    and Jimmy and the whole state of MinnesotaI'll
    join them later if I can - maybe for dessert - and
    I'm booked into the Ritz, where they're all
    stayingIf nothing else, I'll see them in the
    morning
    Pam actually seemed more understanding now than
    before the divorceOf course now I was down here
    painting and not up there yelling at herOr
    trying to staff her with a butter-fife
    "I'm going to praise your show to the skies, Edgar
    I doubt if that means much to you tonight, but
    perhaps it will later onThe paintings are just
    extraordinary
    Ahead, the lights of the hospital were twinkling
    in the darkThere was a Waffle House right next
    doorIt was probably good business for the
    cardiac unit
    "Will you give Libby my love, if she's in any
    condition to take note of such things?"
    740
    "Sure
    "And I have something for youIt's in the glove
    compartmentI was going to use
    it to bait the hook for a follow-up interview, but
    fuck it
    I had some problems with the old car's glove
    compartment button, but finally the little door
    fell open like a corpse's mouthThere was a lot
    more than a manila envelope in there - a geologist
    could have taken core-samples probably going back
    to 1965 - but the envelope was in front, and it
    had my name printed on it
    As she pulled up in front of the hospital, in a
    spot marked 5 MINUTES PICK-UP AND DROP-OFF, Mary
    said: "Prepare to be amazedAn old copyeditor
    friend of mine chased that down for me -
    she's older than Libby, but still sharp
    I bent back the clasps and slid out two Xeroxed
    sheets of an ancient newspaper story"That," Mary
    said, "is from the Port Charlotte Weekly EchoIt's got to be the story my friend
    Aggie saw, and the reason I could never find it is
    because I never looked as far south as Port
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