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Chapter 71: Pearl, Continued

May 2, 2013Chevy Chase, Maryland The more I learn about Pearl, the more I get her. And I like her, for a lot of reasons, though I wasn’t sure I would once I started digging around — but Pearl was unique, surprisingly so, and wanted to make something of herself. […]

Chapter 52: Walter Steps In

October 23, 2018 The University of Maryland, McKeldin Library College Park, MD [Reposted from here.] We all have that one friend who we know we can turn to, no matter what, no matter the time of day. The friend who knows us better than our spouses (sometimes). The friend who […]

Chapter 51: Inauguration Blues

January 7, 1901 The Leon Hotel Tallahassee, Florida Cephas and I met his friend and former law partner, Walter Kehoe, in the lobby of The Leon Hotel right before supper. Walter had come to Tallahassee ahead of us by a day or so. “Legal business with the Governor-elect,” he said […]

Chapter 45: On Frank Jr.

October 21, 2014 McKeldin Library Research Carrel University of Maryland Campus, College Park Sometimes when I hit a dead end in the Emmett Wilson research trek, I try a side-road, namely, I stop looking directly for Emmett and instead dig around for information about his siblings. I figure with nine […]

Chapter 36: News to Me

December 22, 1900Dr. Francis C. Wilson’s Office, Downtown Chipley Continued from here. === I climbed the stairs and paused at the top; my heart was pounding.  I closed my eyes, and counted to ten; rubbed the center of my chest. Touched the liquor flask hidden in my coat pocket. After […]

Chapter 16: The end and the beginning

I have to forget the sanitized, clinical image in my mind about Emmett spending his last days in a hospital bed. You should, too. His last days weren’t tragically romantic. It wasn’t pretty, despite the fact Emmett was tended to in Pensacola Hospital, by the Sisters of Charity, nun-nurses hovering […]

Chapter 15: Irony and Uselessness

You want to hear something funny? Or more honestly, ironic? As I sat with my newfound information about Emmett Wilson, I was angry. Pissed, actually. First, this guy. Emmett Wilson, who (from what I had read so far) was from a privileged family; a family who held respectable jobs in […]

Chapter 14: What is he to me?

That was the question I kept asking as I dug deeper into this stranger’s — Emmett’s — story. I couldn’t keep calling him a stranger, though. For such an obscure guy who didn’t leave much of a mark while he lived, I was turning up dozens of tiny blurbs about […]