A lifetime of service,
helping and healing
families, meant nothing
when I could not save poor
Efa Underwood.
My name and picture on
every newspaper
cover, every
television screen. Charged
with manslaughter. And the
protestors! I went
to medical school with
a good friend of that
Doctor Sleppian,
so how could I take the
threats idly? I could see
vengeful killers in
every crowd. The strain
weighed on my wife, until
the stroke killed her. I
followed her soon after,
never convicted of
any crime, never
found innocent either.