About a month after my
Navy Active duty I Went o work for Sinclair Refining Company, their warehouse
in Atlanta. I worked in their warehouse
about three years.
One of my duties was to keep
our Sinclair Salaried Station at the corner of Peachtree and 14th
Streets well stocked in products. I talked to the Don, the manager, daily,
somedays more. We got to know each
other. Daily we talked to each other on
the phone about the station’s inventory.
March 4th, 1968, Rev Martin Luther King was assassinated in Memphis.
A couple days later all
over the news was to be on the lookout for a white Mustang. I forgot how they worded it but somehow they
said the Mustang had something to do with the Dr King assassination. It went on to say to not try to apprehend. Call this number immediately: An they gave he number.
The next day Don called me
and said he had the Mustang and what was the number they broadcasted. If I remember correctly, somehow we found it
and relayed it to Don.
As far as I know I was the
last person to see Don. He disappeared.
Don’s family’s lost their
bead winner. They had kids. His
wife had to go back to work. His wife
had to sell his possessions.
I bought from her Don’s PV544 Volvo.
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