The time has almost come, Papa. On Thursday, exactly ten years will have passed. At last, your spirit will be able to rest in peace. Everything is almost in order. It will come after dark, and it will make news, lots of news, both here and across the country, maybe even across the world.
Afterward, I will send messages to all of the local newspapers and the radio stations and the television stations, telling them why all of these things have happened at the fair. Everyone will remember you once again, Papa, and the way you suffered unjustly because of the railroads. This has been the railroads’ turn to suffer. Those whose loved ones have suffered and will suffer at the fair will hate the railroads. They will then hate the railroads as I have hated them, Papa…