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March, 1997 I wish I'd been there when he crossed the finish line. As it was, we'd been gone only a short while. Maybe that's as it should be.  His was a victory that didn't come easily. Throughout the long, chilly night and into the early hours of the morning, we...

  The 20th of September 1964, was a beautiful Fall day. George and I were driving home after spending the weekend with our friends on Cape Cod. My parent's apartment was on our way so we decided to stop for a quick visit. It had to be quick because our children were waiting for...

The children were in bed, and I sat alone in front of the fireplace in the family room of my parent's home.  It had only been a few short months since Eddie's arrest, and though we were now safe, our world still spun out of control.  I watched as the flames reduced the...