My friend Bert gave me an old scrapbook put together by a woman who was a teacher. The book's pages crumble beneath your fingers. In fact you hold your breath when looking at it because even a slight movement makes it crumble even more.
Inside there are birth announcements, school programs, greeting cards, and all wonders of ephemera that at one point were important to this woman. So I really can't explain why the following were floating freely stuck between two pages. What was Mrs. Lawton's connection to Donald R. Hainey? I doubt we'll ever know.
On the bus perhaps?
ReplyDeleteIt might turn out that the connection is not to Hainey, but to one of the victims. She might turn up in someone's family tree on Ancestry.com and from there the names of Hainey and the victims could be searched.
ReplyDeleteI thought of that too, that perhaps a victim was a friend. But she does have other odd clippings in her scrapbook with no explanation.
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