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Eyewitness Account Of Trunk Opening
(E-mailed to Howie Carr on 3/31/05 - Witness did not wish attribution)
Because you noted the moment of that trunk opening and the image of the
cop who did it, I thought I'd note the exact details of that 1964 event.
I witnessed it personally from pretty much the angle and distance of the
taker of that photo on your Mob site.
I worked at Industrial Heat Treating which directly abutted the motel's
parking lot. (Still does.) Several of us were taking a break in a
loading door when a dog walker called my already nosey attention to beef
or turkey gravylike drippage and puddling from the white car's
underneath rear. Actually, the dog and its excitement was what initially
drew everyone to the what-the-heck-is-that-stuff spot.
We workers knew the white car had been there for at least a couple of
heat wave days, but until "gravy/dog" time, it drew no special
attention. The direction of the slight air movement had taken any odor
away from us and apparently from the arriving stupified Quincy cops (pre
air-conditioned cop car era).
Quickly, a locksmith arrived, did his magic with the lock, and didn't
pop the trunk...he just stepped back and indicated to the very impatient
sweating cop that it was all his to explore at will. The dummy
nonchalantly flips it up and immediately sticks his head and shoulders
into the shadowed trunk's interior. Like a joke snake-in-a-candy-can, up
at him comes this expanding pile of clothing surely followed by the
stinking gas from the now fully blown up corpses.
First his being unthinking got him a genuine fright, then the stink
caught him before he could get his face out and step back. He loudly
yelled "awwlfff!!!!." He stood there another second shaking his head
like a dog coming out from a swim. All this took place in only a
memorable 3-4 seconds.
Within 20 seconds, it was determined it was a bloated body. Within a
minute of hold-your-breath investigation they'd found there were two
persons jammed tightly in there. Inside of 5 minutes (max) there were
many many official vehicles; so many it looked like a Hollywood movie
cop comedy.
We waited, munching our food to s, ee them pulled out, but were
dissappointed when they had a tow truck take our new friends away to
some morgue...heavily dripping all the way.
Later, in 1965, at the then-new Massachusetts Bay Community College in
Boston, a fellow elbowed me and said: "See that good looking broad over
there? They found her old man in a car trunk dead with another guy!" It
was nice to silently be a bit in-the-loop...
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