First Sentences

“The story begins with a voice on the radio.” Dan Callahan, Bing and Billie and Frank and Ella and Judy and Barbra.

“Everyone in my family has killed someone. Some of us, the high achievers, have killed more than once.” Benjamin Stevenson, Everyone in My Family Has Killed Someone.

“On the edge of a typical Minneapolis coal yard in the 1930s was a wooden shack known as a doghouse.” David Leonhardt, Ours Was the Shining Future: The Story of the American Dream.

“When the Toyota Avalon bumped down the dirt road out of the woods and across the railroad tracks, Parker put the Infiniti into low and stepped out onto the gravel.” Richard Stark (Donald Westlake), Dirty Money: A Parker Novel.

“Between Europe and the great, mature civilization of China and India lies a belt of over three thousand miles, dominated by desert and stony tableland, where rainfall is relatively little, frontiers are contested, political unity has rarely existed, and where as the late Princeton historian Bernard Lewis claimed, there has been no historical pattern of authority.” Robert D. Kaplan, The Loom of Time: Between Empire and Anarchy from the Mediterranean to China.

“According to legend, the first unethical science experiment in history was designed by none other than Cleopatra.” Sam Kean, The Icepick Surgeon: Murder, Fraud, Sabotage, Piracy, and Other Dastardly Deeds Perpetrated in the Name of Science.

“The old man with the droopy right eye sat slumped on the witness chair pretending to be a nobody.” Matt Birkbeck, Quiet Don: The Untold Story of Mafia Kingpin Russell Bufalino.

“In the Spring of 1889, when an event whose only comparisons were biblical descriptions of the awful Last Day of Judgment came rushing into Johnstown, few people in the valley knew for certain who belonged to the South Fork Fishing and Hunting Club, the private retreat up the mountain, with its marvelous, sparkling artificial lake.” Al Roker, Ruthless Tide: The Heroes and Villains of the Johnstown Flood, America’s Astonishing Gilded Age Disaster.

“I was quite young the first time I saw the river; it was probably in 1928.” Frank Dale, Delaware Diary: Episodes in the Life of a River.

“The first measurement, like the first word or first melody, is lost to time: impossible to localise and difficult to even imagine.” James Vincent, Beyond Measure: The Hidden History of Measurement from Cubits to Quantum Constants.

“The only impartial witness was the sun.” David Grann, The Wager: A Tale of Shipwreck, Mutiny and Murder.

“Reporting, like detective work, is a process of elimination.” David Grann, The Devil & Sherlock Holmes: Tales of Murder, Madness, and Obsession.

“Henry Stimson, the Secretary of War, is known for his resolute personal integrity.” Evan Thomas, Road to Surrender: Three Men and the Countdown to the End of World War II.

Snippets

A Congressional hearing found bipartisan agreement in denouncing social media. I am not the first to point out that while conservatives are willing to say that Facebook kills children, they do not believe that guns do. They are consistent, however, in not doing anything about either problem. 

He started at my end of the partially filled subway car asking for money. Occasionally I give panhandlers some money, but for reasons I can’t articulate, almost never on the subway. I, as did the man sitting opposite me, slightly shook our heads indicating no. The beggar moved on, but he may have forgotten that he had already tried his pitch where I sat. He came back. I had my head down reading Dirty Money by Richard Stark. As he approached, he said, “Sir. I don’t mean to disturb your reading. After all, reading is fundamental.” I found myself smiling. 

The news feed offered me a story: “Celebrity divorce attorney Laura Wasser: The No. 1 reason people get divorced.” I didn’t read it. I already know that reason is marriage. 

“I know only one thing for sure. Marriage is definitely the chief cause of divorce.” Kathy Lette. 

I just finished reading Dirty Money by Richard Stark. The cover tells me that is “A Parker Novel.” It is the only Stark book I have read, and it was different from other crime books. It is not a mystery story centered on a detective or a police officer. The main character is not a Robin Hood criminal like Lupin. Instead, Parker is bad guy criminal. He robs and kills. In this book he is trying to dispose of marked money after blowing up an armored car. Other bad guys try to take the money away from him and his accomplices. Parker kills one of the others after they had tortured one of his henchmen. Parker assists his confederate to bed and trusses up one of the other interlopers. Parker is about to leave when the guy on the floor begs not to be left there because, he maintains, Parker’s friend will kill him the morning. The book ends in great hardboiled fashion: “Parker looked at him. ‘So you’ve still got tonight,’ he said.”  

A few weeks before Dirty Money I finished The Hot Country by Robert Olen Butler. This, the cover told me, was a Christopher Marlowe Cobb thriller. It was the first in this series. I was not previously aware of it or Butler. However, when I did my extensive Wikipedia research, I found that Butler had won the Pulitzer prize in 1993 for A Good Scent from a Strange Mountain, a short story collection which I plan to read soon. I was intrigued by Butler’s personal life. The seventy-nine-year-old has been married six times. The last marriage will be two years old this June. The other five all ended in divorce. The penultimate marriage was to a “trans non binary poet.” 

In the early days of football, players had names that exuded toughness. From his name you knew how rugged Bronco Nagurski or Johnny Blood was. Or they had nicknames that helped us see them run down the field, such as the Galloping Ghost or the Gray Ghost of Gonzaga. Or they had a nickname that indicated their broad shoulders and bulging biceps came not out of a posh gym but from manly work, such as the Wheaton Iceman. Or their names conjured black-smudged faces having a shot and a beer in the neighborhood tavern after their coalfield shift ended, men like Ray Nitschke, Mike Ditka, or Chuck Bednarik. And what do we have now?  Brock Purdy.