One Scrap of Paper from Oak Creek Hospital Rewrote Thirty-Four Years of What My Family Remembered
“I need to check the highway accident record from November 1990,” I said.
“Frank always told me it happened on Route 9.”
Arlene turned the plastic focus wheel until the black print came up sharp on the screen.
The front page of the Oak Creek Herald for November sixteen ran a story about a barn fire in Pine Ridge and a high school football score.
“There’s no accident notice here,” Arlene said, scanning down the birth and obituary column on page four.
“Look at the police log for the eighteenth,” I said.
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