One Scrap of Paper from Oak Creek Hospital Rewrote Thirty-Four Years of What My Family Remembered
“Note the distinctive notch over the left eyebrow,” Howard said.
“And next to it, a photograph taken two days ago of the witness now sitting in that box.”
Judge Vance leaned in over the microphone on his bench, studying the matching notched eyebrow on both faces.
“Gene Miller claims my client was killed in a car crash thirty-four years ago,” Howard said.
“He rests that claim on entry 114 in the county record book for 1990.”
Howard laid a gray microfiche sheet on the clerk’s desk beside the court reporter.
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