After many months "away on holiday" Will Schoemaker had vacated his rented wilderness cabin and inauspiciously made his return to life on the grid. The crafty cobbler had wisely decided to make himself scarce after dealing with his daughter's dangerously violent ex-spouse Tony and disposing of his body deep in a lake, weighted down by an anchor and chain. Now after several uneventful weeks, life back in the suburbs was starting to feel comfortable again; to the point that Will had for company adopted a Staffordshire Terrier-cross from the SPCA, naming him Mr. T. Will had also befriended a nearby resident named Beary Knott-Wilde, better known by his nickname of Whitey. Whitey, a native of the Arctic Circle, was an obviously affluent individual who had made it big in advertising with the Coca-Cola company; becoming somewhat of an iconic figure in commercials. Since retiring a year ago, the always dapper Knott-Wilde had become an avid collector of vintage cars; his favorite being a shiny black Chrysler Airflow coupe which he drove regularly. Whitey had become fast friends with Will after meeting him on his daily neighborhood walks; passing by the busy cobbler who could always be found seated on a bench near his trailer. Although finding him initially reticent and apprehensive, Whitey's chatty and personable nature had quickly won Will over as the two of them found themselves to be somewhat of a kindred spirit in spite of their obvious differences. Whitey, who considered himself an excellent judge of character, had come to respect Will as an honorable individual who loved his family dearly.
Whitey was well aware of the rumors that had developed after the disappearance of the drunken troublemaker Tony, who was roundly loathed in the neighborhood due to his violent attacks on Will's daughter at her trailer. She and her young children had vacated the trailer and left the area soon after Tony went missing. Will, who had been a regular visitor to his daughter's residence for safekeeping purposes, also had vanished after being questioned by police investigating the missing person complaint filed by Tony's distraught girlfriend. As the months passed with Tony still missing the rumors had persisted, with suspicion placed squarely upon Will as being responsible. This gossip was further fueled by the perceived drunken rantings of local petty criminal Bob Bowler, who hinted that he knew what had happened to Tony and where his body was dumped. The light fingered rounder had been living rough in the area for several years and was known to roam around after dark, stealing anything that wasn't nailed down. Bowler had been uncooperative when interviewed by police regarding his claims and had later boasted to locals that he was saving his information to generate some cash from a "certain person" in the future. Given his jaded history Bowler's comments were discounted by local residents as simply more of his lies.
Waking up to a beautiful sunny day, Whitey had a late breakfast and then decided to take the Airflow for a neighborhood spin. As he approached Will's trailer he noted with surprise that local troublemaker Bowler was in attendance. Whitey became alarmed when he observed Bowler assume an aggressive stance and shake a large stick at Will, who seemed very frightened. Concerned for his friend's safety, Whitey quietly rolled to a stop and stepped from his Chrysler; listening intently to Bowler's angry and demanding voice. After hearing Bowler tell Will about witnessing him carrying Tony's body to a boat moored lakeside and quietly motoring away, combined with a demand for hush money, Whitey knew by the look of despair on Will face that the rumors were true. Whitey quickly considered the crisis at hand and realized that as a witness his options were very limited. Swayed by his belief in Will's basic good character and their deep friendship Whitey quickly popped the trunk of the Airflow. Turning to Will and the now wide eyed Bowler, Whitey flipped Will the car keys, motioned to the open trunk and began to quickly walk away, issuing a command to " Give this man what he's asking for Will. Bring it back when it's time....make sure it's cleaned." The look of gratitude on Will's face assured Whitey that he had made the right decision.
Great car, but what does that thug want from the cobbler? Interesting images John.
Thanks David.......there was a time,not so long ago,when motives and reputations lay revealed.........we sent off a formal inquest to scour the archives and came up with a bit of supportive documentation......it was NO accident that this posting update came AFTER the Jack Dodds true crime story....enjoy 🤔Â
Terrific shots of the Airflow! That thug better watch himself; a certain polar bear is looking at him as if he were lunch!
Thanks Tony......aside from being sat-upon,there is little danger from the white bear.......years and years of unlimited free Coca Cola as part of his compensation package from a lucrative modeling gig, have left him entirely bereft of teeth
After many months "away on holiday" Will Schoemaker had vacated his rented wilderness cabin and inauspiciously made his return to life on the grid.......Whitey flipped Will the car keys, motioned to the open trunk and began to quickly walk away, issuing a command to " Give this man what he's asking for Will. Bring it back when it's time....make sure it's cleaned." The look of gratitude on Will's face assured Whitey that he had made the right decision.
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Thank you Jack.........the small people are BLESSED with your attentive prose
Terrific shots of the Airflow! That thug better watch himself; a certain polar bear is looking at him as if he were lunch!
Thanks Tony......aside from being sat-upon,there is little danger from the white bear.......years and years of unlimited free Coca Cola as part of his compensation package from a lucrative modeling gig, have left him entirely bereft of teeth
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I guess that would make him a gummy bear..........an unfortunate fall from grace.
Terrific shots of the Airflow! That thug better watch himself; a certain polar bear is looking at him as if he were lunch!
Thanks Tony......aside from being sat-upon,there is little danger from the white bear.......years and years of unlimited free Coca Cola as part of his compensation package from a lucrative modeling gig, have left him entirely bereft of teeth
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I guess that would make him a gummy bear..........an unfortunate fall from grace.
