I Am No One You Know: Stories - Original PDF
نویسندگان: Joyce Carol Oates
خلاصه: They’d been drinking since about 10:00 p.m. We saw this guy walk-ing by himself by the railroad track, cutting through a field and onto Route11, it looked kind of weird, suspicious. We didn’t know who it was . . . Well,maybe they could see the boy was dark-skinned. Maybe one of themyelled out Nigger! Those skid marks in the gravel . . . Maybe Leo, whowas driving, aimed the car at the kid just to scare him, to make himrun. After that, things got confused.It had been approximately 12:15 a.m. on April 9, 1973, whenJadro Filer left his girlfriend’s house to walk back to his home, a ten-minute walk under ordinary circumstances, across the railroad em-bankment, along the highway shoulder past darkened gas stations, aTaco Bell, a McDonald’s. It was 12:50 a.m. when an emergency callwas made reporting a badly beaten young man lying in a roadsideditch near a railroad culvert. (No other call was reported that night.But the following morning, when news of the beating began to spreadthrough Perrysburg, an anonymous caller would report to police thathe’d seen what appeared to be a new-model Buick in the vicinity ofthe attack scene, parked off the highway shortly after midnight. Thecaller, slowing, then accelerating to speed past, had an impression offour or five young white men “involved in some activity like fight-ing.” The caller would supply police with the first three digits of a carregistered to Leo Dellamora.) By 12:50 a.m., however, Leo andMario were back home. They’d dropped Walt and Don Brinkhausoff, and come directly to Crescent Avenue. At this time they hadn’tknown, would claim they’d had no idea, that Jadro Filer had beenbeaten so badly he’d never regain consciousness. They were aroused,excited. Maybe a little panicked. I overheard them speaking togetherin low, urgent voices. I heard “nigger” several times repeated. I heardtheir nervous laughter.