O.D.

Hammond, the physician who provided the account to the reporter, was sixty-six or older in 1955 — he would need to have been roughly twenty-five or older in 1915 to have been a practicing physician treating the injured minister.

His account was already a memory of forty-year-old events, filtered through four decades of living with the story as a piece of local legend.

The specific details he provided — the broken ribs, the stampeding mourners, the zombie rumors — may have been as vivid in his memory in 1955 as if they had happened yesterday, or they may have been colored by the years of retelling.