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Chapter 163: A Love Connection in 1910?

September 29, 20154 pmPensacola, Florida Nancy opened a thick folder tabbed “The Kelly Family” on the table. It was full of copies of newspaper clippings, death certificates, funeral service information, and the like. “How the heck did Emmett Wilson and Byrd Kelly got together in the first place.” I pulled […]

Chapter 158: St. Michael’s Cemetery

September 28, 20153:45 pmPensacola, Florida Nancy and I made plans to hit the Santa Rosa County archive in Milton the next day; because we were archived out after eight hours with the Escambia County folks, we decided to visit historic St. Michael’s Cemetery. Several of Emmett’s good friends were buried […]

Chapter 155: 2nd Pensacola

September 27, 2015Pensacola, Florida I was anxious driving around Pensacola, on my way to the Hampton Inn to meet my friend Nancy for the first time in person; so much so that I was practicing what I would say to her upon meeting. She and I had a wide-ranging correspondence […]

Chapter 147: In Search of a Puppet

March 15, 1908, Plaza Ferdinand VIIPensacola, FL Frank Mayes enjoyed visiting the Plaza Ferdinand VII park, especially on this pleasant Spring day. A soft breeze rustled the new leaves in nearby trees; the sun was warm, birds twittered here and there on nearby benches. An occasional passerby nodded greetings as […]

Chapter 138: Calculations

February 26, 1907306 Brent BuildingPensacola, Florida Right now, I’m cleaning up my desk; organizing a few files at the end of a rather boring Tuesday. Most of the firm’s staff have gone home already, and I like this part of the day, when the office is empty, things are quiet, […]

Chapter 136: The Price of My Grand Scheme

October 16, 1906John Kehoe House221 W. Cervantes StreetPensacola, Florida The old man had a nice setup here, that’s for sure. I’m staying John Kehoe’s old room with Minnie and Fannie Kehoe. Even as the Kehoes were mourning their father, it all seemed serendipitous — at least that’s what Fannie said […]

Chapter 103: Taking his chances

November 2, 1905The U.S. House of RepresentativesOffice of Congressman William Bailey LamarWashington, D.C. “Come on, Emmett,” Paul said, smiling at me, holding open the door to the House Chamber. I felt the hairs along my arms stand up as I walked through the door; I gaped. “Desks?” I said, turning […]

Chapter 41: For Once, I Feel at Ease

Christmas Day, 1900 The Wilson Home,Chipley, Florida Have you ever seen pictures of seated royalty on their thrones? The ones featuring a king, with princes and other members of the royal family seated around a central authority figure in descending order of power? If you stood Father’s front yard that […]