Sometimes when I write so much about Elsa Newman and her chldren, I feel almost overwhelmed by a simple question: Why would anybody believe me?
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Pray for the dead and fight like hell for the living! Mother Jones This, obviously, is not a picture of the real shoes in question. This sketch is here simply to serve as a visual aid and to attract attention to my subject for the day: a child’s shoes and where they were on the night Margery Landry broke into the house of Elsa Newman’s estranged husband. I am on the email list for The Innocence Project. This bit of news was in my in-box this morning.
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