The Explanation
(for those who require one)

And, of course, that is what all of this is -- all of this: the one song, ever changing, ever reincarnated, that speaks somehow from and to and for that which is ineffable within us and without us, that is both prayer and deliverance, folly and wisdom, that inspires us to dance or smile or simply to go on, senselessly, incomprehensibly, beatifically, in the face of mortality and the truth that our lives are more ill-writ, ill-rhymed and fleeting than any song, except perhaps those songs -- that song, endlesly reincarnated -- born of that truth, be it the moon and June of that truth, or the wordless blue moan, or the rotgut or the elegant poetry of it. That nameless black-hulled ship of Ulysses, that long black train, that Terraplane, that mystery train, that Rocket '88', that Buick 6 -- same journey, same miracle, same end and endlessness."
-- Nick Tosches, Where Dead Voices Gather

Annals of Crime #55

Original Caption:

On Way to Death House

New York -- Tight-lipped and unshaven, mass murderer John Francis Roche is accompanied by a Dept. of Corrections officer as he left the Tombs today en route to await execution. He was sentenced to die in the electric chair for the rape-murder of Dorothy Westwater, 14 year old schoolgirl. Roche has also confessed to four other homicides. (1954)

1 comment :

sheila121 said...

Do you have any specifics on the Dorothy Westwater murder, I was a young girl in Astoria when this happen and have always wondered about it. I remember praying for her in school as we all did.