Bring 'em home

It reminds me of Peter Straub's book "The Throat" I was reading in Saratoga Springs, NY trying to magnetometer survey in 103F weather for the EPA a former "city gas" plant that produced as a by-product "coal tar" pretty nasty stuff (though made into aspirin and German fabric dye fortunes) and they wanted to know if it was going into the nearby springs (Old Red on Excelsior) or lake (through the drain system, also on a fault line said so also modern "Diablo Canyon" nuke plant in CA) in which the narrator, working with the body bags in Vietnam, years later solves an even earlier murder. Bag orders are monitored by peaceniks, water quality standards for arsenic were held back by the Administration, strangely, many veterans of the Civil War were buried with as much as forty pounds of arsenic (and Mozart too). Incidentally, the Native American Repatriation Act, signed by George HW Bush, requiring the return of native artifacts and burials, was perhaps started in response to the request by the Iroquois in New York State, that some of their veterans buried overseas be reburied here in their native land, which as I understand it was refused, having once met their council's "chief of chiefs" Leon Shenandoah and his successor Oren Lyons, a system Benjamin Franklin admired and suggested for our own in the mid 18th century. Posted at BAGnewsNotes "Producing the Boxes"