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Mother, May I?

From the GQ vaults–and thanks to Long Form Reads for pointing it out–here’s James Ellroy’s disturbing piece on researching his mother’s killer:

The police reconstructed the crime.

My mother went out drinking Saturday night. She was seen at the Desert Inn bar in El Monte with a dark-haired white man and a blonde woman. My mother and the man left the bar around 10 P.M.

A group of Little Leaguers discovered the body. My mother had been strangled at an unknown location and dumped into some bushes next to the athletic field at Arroyo High School, a mile and a half from the Desert Inn.

She clawed her assailant’s face bloody. The killer had pulled off one of her stockings and tied it loosely around her neck portmortem.

I went to live with my father. I forced some tears out that Sunday—and none since.

[Photo Credit: xd360]


1 The Hawk   ~  Feb 25, 2011 3:39 pm

I love some Ellroy ... There's a whole book he wrote on this, My Dark Places I think it's called

2 Matt Blankman   ~  Feb 25, 2011 3:51 pm

[1] Yep. He's written again and again about this, but can you blame him? I recall when this GQ piece ran.

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