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If you have missed any parts of Taxi Murders the Novel,
they are archived on ASSM --Google and at my web site.
I welcome feedback. Chapters 1-70 are available at my
site, which updated every few days: Chapters 70 and
71 and 73/74 and 99/100 should be up at ASSM and
will be posted on my site tonight.

http://www.seanfarragher.com/taximurdersbook

Taxi Murders the Novel -- Chapter 100
The Chronicles of Laurie Fallon
(c) 2003 Sean Farragher
sfarragher@nj.rr.com

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http://www.seanfarragher.com/taximurdersbook


Chapter 100
TxM6: Taxi Murders the Novel Chapter 100
The Chronicles of Laurie Fallon


Aaron Leven
Thursday, June 16, 1994



Kidnapped on April 10, 1992, Laurie Fallon survived captivity. Set free on
February 14, 1993 she was sentenced yesterday to five years in State Prison
for first degree manslaughter in the death of Maria Corvino AKA Lilith.
These facts are not in dispute. Everything else can be questioned.

Some say Laurie died during her captivity.

Investigated, analyzed, DNA, and the remains of 27 other dead murdered by
Abel and Lilith established the enormity of the crime.

Nothing I can add about the events will further define the murders and
their consequences. I speak only about my friend Laurie Fallon who I have
known for more than a dozen years.

I loved Laurie Fallon. She is the material Spiritus Christ Tina. I believe
her. My journals paint some of her life after her abduction.

How can one study the oceans of death or near death and record how it
happened? One unpredictable wave alters the story. One paint stroke can
ruin or make a painting abstract or representational.

I am using materials supplied by Laurie. Last year I requested them as she
assured me that she could not write about what happened. She knew she
needed this record for her criminal appeal of a conviction for
manslaughter.

These accounts can be read as near dreams that act upon facts to expose all
of our risks in this complicated story..

"Nothing we did made any sense," I once told Henry about what had happened
during Laurie's ordeal.

None of us knew how to fully respond. How could outsiders help us?

"Henry and I loved you. My wife Angela worshipped you, and we could do
nothing to change what happened.

I wrote in my diary shortly after Laurie was reported missing: "No one
could respond fully to the jungle of war that has become that "cultural
nightmare" the press has labeled the Genesis Murders.

Writing this account I felt like I had returned to combat in Vietnam and
lapses in my memory of what had happened twenty years earlier evident as
clouds minimized the suffering and exaggerated our hopes for her survival.
After the first month I did not believe we would see Laurie again.

The American war in Vietnam and the death of Laurie ramble as a
disassociated specter shifting between what happened in the world since I
returned to the world (1968) and what might have been different had the war
not been that daily real and recorded news drama played everyday on TV and
in the dreams of Vets forever after their tours.

One record, one moment may show part of the parallel journey. Laurie's
life, of course not the same time frame, did show up and was a part and
consequence of what happened in 1968 and 1992/3.  She is and Henry, her
lover, were that synthesis that both illustrated the images of suffering,
retribution and redemption.

There is, after we look at as many of the details, a coherent and
approximate matrix that layers their lives not like one story but
thousands.

"What is my crime in all of this," I didn't know Laurie when I was in
country. She was two, three years old. I did survive with no physical
wounds. Can I take pleasure in that? Have I helped Laurie as she changes
from victim to protagonist and will be her example of steadfast and
continuous struggle that hero we need as example.

Pain and its sensations change us no matter how much you claim you have
learned. Something missing in the restored person cannot be reconstituted
by the example of one life or a thousand.

I wrote about her ordeal as I fought to survive as a solider. Survival is a
duty. I learned that at West Point. Jimmy, Henry and I all were successful
and not students at that austere and classical male fortress.

Once upon a time, I asked Henry if he believed in the future. As a poet he
answered "yes, no matter what the trouble. He said: Art recreates the
miracle and the context. Suffering, pain are part of that  desire to
resolve, make whole that which cannot be seen or that which cannot be made
concrete except by the imagination..

I envied him his clarity, and I agreed.

Given that and what might happen to Laurie, I asked Henry "how can I
continue to believe there is any goodness in humane man. How do you feel
about love and murder now that the police routinely report that Laurie was
probably dead."

What does probably dead mean? They insist that justice must be satisfied. I
agree but at what cost. What is justice. It varies they usually answer. I
know this is how the police survive suffering to get the job done..

Yet, Laurie's crime was not a crime. She murdered a woman who raped her.
She murdered a woman who was "death-full." She murdered to survive, but in
bragging about it flaunted and minimized what she did that the law said was
illegal. She could have escaped without killing Lilith.

Lilith and Abel took Laurie and many other pregnant women for the sport of
it. More than a hate crime it ravaged not only Laurie but her family and
our civilization.

Laurie survived. She lives, but refuses to speak about it. She says, my
journals that I wrote during my captivity record it. I am done, and she
promises silence but has allowed me to collect her record, mine, Angela's,
Henry's and records from the crime scene to put together this experimental
novel.

Do we tell stories to grow myths to underline the end and not the process.
Suffering is mankind history has marked this epigram in the outline of the
history of murder, war and the exploitation of those without power. Laurie
empowered herself by surviving by any means necessary.

How do we restore power and mark down the scores in the balance sheet

"There is no wrong or right. It just is," Laurie told me in those first
days just after she was freed from harm and before she was arrested.

Of course no account of any experience is ever exactly true. That said,
what really matters, when you pretend to tell the whole story and leave out
what you think is the bullshit. Laurie did not die but she lived dying..

That is Abel and Lilith's crime beyond their obvious terror.

Life's paths cannot be recreated. Can it be set into a new path by the
imagination?

That may be Laurie's legacy and the brush of taxi murders against our
tender and damaged lives.

Are there any of us who is not damaged?






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