The 85 Year Old Dot to Dot Detecrive Page 4
by Bill Russo
It was a warm evening in May of 1965. The driver's window of Chief Bates' brand new Ford cruiser, was rolled down to admit the salty Cape Cod air. He drove slowly, whistling the theme song from the Andy Griffith show. Ostensibly he was on patrol; but the simple truth is, he loved that black and white Galaxie and just wanted to go out for a drive. He'd been cooped up in the office all day long battling both paperwork and the selectmen - so he just wanted to get to the edge of town and relax. Dusk was approaching and the setting sun backlit beautiful layers of white and red clouds that seemed to well up from the blue waters of Nantucket Sound.
