Having gone 13 episodes already into the true events of 1973 – the events of a summer now fifty years ago –we pause here to take you back to the introduction, something we did not do when we began.
If you ever spent more than five minutes with me, you would conclude that I do not know everything. I would agree 100%.
As they went out, behold, they brought to Him a man, mute and demon-possessed. And when the demon was cast out, the mute spoke.
That must have been one of the first days of the summer that I realized who Doocy was – I mean, who he really was.
The other morning I got up.
At least, I tried to get up, but the bones in every part of my body had organized a labor strike against me.