bring in an outsider to investigate. The injuries were never that serious-no broken bones or internal injuries that we knew of. But that kid had more bruises than any child I ever saw, and he acted like an abused kid: uncommunicative, withdrawn, listless.
'And then, of course, there's the circumstantial evidence of the way Craig turned out. From adolescence on, he was a liar, a thief, and a fighter-a dirty fighter too, according to word around town. In hindsight, somebody in the family should have stepped in, and maybe we could have saved Craig from wrecking his life. Twenty-five years ago, of course, child abuse wasn't as recognizable as it is today, or taken as seriously by the law or society. Back then, a parent could get away with treating his child in a way that, if he treated anybody else's kid that way, he'd be convicted of assault and sent to prison for years. Still, some of us did suspect what was going on, and now I wish we'd tried to intervene.'
I said, 'Physical abusers were usually abused themselves when they were young. Was that true of Chester?'
Janet blushed and said, 'Uhn-uhn. No.'
'You're sure?'
She shuddered. 'I'm sure. Your suggesting it is disconcerting, though. Neither Mom nor Dad was particularly affectionate toward- or effusive in their expressions of approval of-any of us. And Dad was particularly hard on-even cold with-Chester. Chettie was the oldest, and when it turned out he had no interest in the journalism profession- acquisitiveness was Chester's main interest in life from about the age of three-Dad had no more use for Chester. I think I can safely say he didn't like him. And it showed. Dad's characteristic way with Chester was either to ignore him-that's the way it was most of the time-or to snap at Chettie over niggling matters.
'Was there physical abuse? No. Can you term what I just described as psychological abuse? Maybe. Although, if it is, the legislatures had better not make it a felony without first spending billions of dollars on more prison cells. From what I've observed, as a style of parenting it comes dangerously close to being the norm in this country. Not that the current Congress is about to outlaw it, of course. Among the traditional family values cherished by the religious right, emotional abuse is surely high up in their pantheon, if their own biographies are any guide.'
I said, 'Your overall assessment of family life in America, Janet, seems to me unduly bleak. Anyway, you and Eric both turned out emotionally healthy. That must have come from somewhere in the Osborne family.'
A wistful smile. 'I guess so. They say every child experiences the same family differently. Eric's and my peculiarities-and our interests-were much more in tune with Mom's and Dad's than Chester's were, or June's. Even our both turning out gay seemed to fit in with the Osborne tradition of defiant rugged individualism. On the other hand, June, the social-climbing ditz, was never appreciated for who she was. And of course as Chester's tendencies toward violence surfaced, that didn't particularly endear him or add to his opportunities in the family dynamic.'
'And you think it's possible that what Chester experienced as psychological abuse in your parents' home was so traumatic that he passed it on in his own home as physical abuse?'
She said, 'I'm afraid so.'
I asked Janet if I'd heard correctly the day before when I thought she said that Chester had 'disowned' Craig-meaning presumably that their disaffection was so complete that they no longer had any contact with each other at all.
'That's the impression I have,' she said. 'It's certainly the impression Chester leaves on those rare occasions when anybody dares mention Craig's name in Chester's presence.'
I said, 'Then why would Chester have visited Craig at Attica twice in the last twelve weeks?'
She stared hard. 'He did? Chester visited Craig in prison?'
I nodded. 'It's important to my source, a good guy who wants to keep his job, that you don't repeat this.'
'All right.' I could all but hear the wheels whirring inside her head.
To protect the Attica warden's informant, I did not repeat the-possibly unreliable-hearsay evidence of Craig telling the prison snitch that there was more to Eric Osborne's death than the investigators knew and that at least one homicide had been commited by a member of the family other than Craig. But I did say: 'With his criminal history and criminal connections-and now with these unexplained visits from his suddenly not-so-alienated father- Craig at least bears looking into. I may drive out there and interview him myself.'
She still looked dumbfounded. 'Well… I just don't know what to think.'
'If somehow Tidy is unable to serve on the Herald board of directors,' I said, 'and Craig can't do it on account of being locked up, who's next in line to move on to the board? Anybody helpful to the good-chain cause?'
'It would be Tidy's brother, Tacker Puderbaugh. But he's no factor, believe me, Don. Tacker has no interest whatever in the Herald He's could have saved Craig from wrecking his life. Twenty-five years ago, of course, child abuse wasn't as recognizable as it is today, or taken as seriously by the law or society. Back then, a parent could get away with treating his child in a way that, if he treated anybody else's kid that way, he'd be convicted of assault and sent to prison for years. Still, some of us did suspect what was going on, and now I wish we'd tried to intervene.'
I said, 'Physical abusers were usually abused themselves when they were young. Was that true of Chester?'
Janet blushed and said, 'Uhn-uhn. No.'
'You're sure?'
She shuddered. 'I'm sure. Your suggesting it is disconcerting, though. Neither Mom nor Dad was particularly affectionate toward- or effusive in their expressions of approval of-any of us. And Dad was particularly hard on-even cold with-Chester. Chettie was the oldest, and when it turned out he had no interest in the journalism profession- acquisitiveness was Chester's main interest in life from about the age of three-Dad had no more use for Chester. I think I can safely say he didn't like him. And it showed. Dad's characteristic way with Chester was either to ignore him-that's the way it was most of the time-or to snap at Chettie over niggling matters.
'Was there physical abuse? No. Can you term what I just described as psychological abuse? Maybe. Although, if it is, the legislatures had better not make it a felony without first spending billions of dollars on more prison cells. From what I've observed, as a style of parenting it comes dangerously close to being the norm in this country. Not that the current Congress is about to outlaw it, of course. Among the traditional family values cherished by the religious right, emotional abuse is surely high up in their pantheon, if their own biographies are any guide.'
I said, 'Your overall assessment of family life in America, Janet, seems to me unduly bleak. Anyway, you and Eric both turned out emotionally healthy. That must have come from somewhere in the Osborne family.'
A wistful smile. 'I guess so. They say every child experiences the same family differently. Eric's and my peculiarities-and our interests-were much more in tune with Mom's and Dad's than Chester's were, or June's. Even our both turning out gay seemed to fit in with the Osborne tradition of defiant rugged individualism. On the other hand, June, the social-climbing ditz, was never appreciated for who she was. And of course as Chester's tendencies toward violence surfaced, that didn't particularly endear him or add to his opportunities in the family dynamic.'
'And you think it's possible that what Chester experienced as psychological abuse in your parents' home was so traumatic that he passed it on in his own home as physical abuse?'
She said, 'I'm afraid so.'
I asked Janet if I'd heard correctly the day before when I thought she said that Chester had 'disowned' Craig-meaning presumably that their disaffection was so complete that they no longer had any contact with each other at all.
'That's the impression I have,' she said. 'It's certainly the impression Chester leaves on those rare occasions when anybody dares mention Craig's name in Chester's presence.'
I said, 'Then why would Chester have visited Craig at Attica twice in the last twelve weeks?'
She stared hard. 'He did? Chester visited Craig in prison?'
I nodded. 'It's important to my source, a good guy who wants to keep his job, that you don't repeat this.'
'All right.' I could all but hear the wheels whirring inside her head.
To protect the Attica warden's informant, I did not repeat the-possibly unreliable-hearsay evidence of Craig telling the prison snitch that there was more to Eric Osborne's death than the investigators knew and that at least
