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My father said, “Put my son on the phone.” I got on the phone
and could hardly speak. My father said, “I know you are all shook up but you
need to calm down I will be there as soon as I can. One thing, if the police
come you didn’t see anything or hear anything do you understand me?”
    I said, “Yes.”
    “If the police do come, let John do
all the talking. I need to make a few calls and then I will be there.”
    I said, “Yes.”
    John and I heard the police and
ambulance sirens as they showed up across the street. They went over to the car
that was against the pole and looked inside. There they saw a man slumped over
the steering wheel and bleeding from his head. They were looking around to see
if anyone saw anything. They look over at the terminal and saw the office
lights on.
    After they checked out the scene
they started to walk over to the terminal. When they got there they knocked on
the outside door and waited for someone to answer. John said to me, “Remember
what your father said; you didn’t see or hear anything. I will do the talking.
If they ask you anything, just short answers only, you got it?”
    I said, “Yes.”
    John walked toward the front door
and answered it. He said, “Can I help you?”
    The one cop said, “I am Detective
Williams and this is my partner Detective Meyers. We were wondering if we can
come in and ask a few questions about the accident across the street.”
    John said, “Sure but I really didn’t
see the accident.”
    They came inside and saw me sitting
there and said who they were, “I am Detective Williams and this is my partner
Detective Meyers. We would like to ask the both of you about the accident
across the street. Did either of you hear the crash or see anything out of the
ordinary?”
    I said, “I didn’t see it or even
hear it.” John said the same thing.
    They said, “Are you sure?”
    John and I said, Yes.”
    Well a witness said that he saw
someone in this yard standing by the tractors in the back of the terminal. That
area had a great view of the accident. So, are you sure you didn’t see the
accident?”
    I said, “Yes sir."
    “Well would you mind if Detective
Meyers looks around by the tractors?”
    John said, “No go right ahead.”
Detective Meyers left and went toward the back of the terminal. At that time I
remembered that the gunshot hit the tractor and probably made a bullet hole in
it. I started to get nervous again and Detective Williams asked if I was okay.
    I said, “Yes, I have never spoken to
the police before especially detectives.”
    John said, “He is a very sensitive
kid and gets nervous in front of people and I guess he gets more nervous with
people such as police.”
    At that time Detective Meyers came back
and said, “Bill (Detective Williams) can I see you a moment?”
    “What is it?”
    He whispered something in his ear
and Detective Williams looked over at us and said, “I will need your names to
show that we spoke to you. Kid what is your name?”
     “Joey.”
    He said “and your last name?”
    “Toranetti.”
    He said, “Are you Antonio’s son?”
    I answered “Yes.”
    “And your name is?”
    “John Talucchi. I’m the shop steward
of this terminal.”
    Detective Williams said, “Well I
think that is all I need for now, but here is my card and if you think of
anything else please give me a call. Have a good night.”
    When they left I told John,
“Remember when I told you; the killer shot at me? Well he may have hit one the
tractors I jumped behind. I think they found the bullet hole and possibly the
bullet.”
    John said, “Don’t worry about it. We
will come up with an answer for that.”
    My father showed up about 20 minutes
after the police left. I was really glad to see him.

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Arthur,
My Father
    J ohn
told my father about the two detectives and when Joey gave his name they asked
if he was your son. My father said, “Did Joey tell them?”
    “Yes” said John.
    My father said, “That’s good
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