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Postcards sent to former Untouchable Eliot Ness when he was investigating the Cleveland Torso Murders, supposedly from the murderer himself. The murderer was never caught.
A photo of H.P. Lovecraft and a cat, believed to be his pet cat Nigger-Man
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Postcards sent to former Untouchable Eliot Ness when he was investigating the Cleveland Torso Murders, supposedly from the murderer himself. The murderer was never caught.
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>Eastern German man’s 1st purchase of a porn movie on a street market in reunified Berlin, 1990
On July 17th 1981, 2 walkways collapsed within the Hyatt Regency Kansas City Hotel, killing 114 people and injuring 216 others. The fatally injured received morphine to ease their pain, and a firefighter even had to amputate a survivor's leg to free him.
Some time after, investigators found out that changes on the walkway's steel tie rods' design were the cause of the disaster.
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When 1.5 miles of Interstate 880’s upper roadway buckled and slammed down on a lower tier jammed with rush hour traffic, it was assumed that hundreds of people were crushed to death. One little boy would surely have died at the scene were it not for the heroic efforts of the rescuers who rushed to his aid.
Patrick Wallace, 31, a worker at a nearby paper products company in the industrial neighborhood, was the first to hear children’s screams filtering through the jumbled slabs of concrete. After scrambling up the elevated structure, he could make out two children still alive, but trapped in a dilapidated red car. He yelled for assistance and stayed with the children until help arrived. Rescuers were able to extricate Cathy Berumen, 8, in fair condition with head injuries, but her brother Julio, 6, could not be freed.
The boy was pinned in the wrecked car with the bodies of his mother, Pety, and an unidentified driver, when Dr. Dan Allen, a first-year surgical intern, crawled between the precariously balanced highway decks to reach him. Allen, 27, was one of many hospital doctors who hit the streets to help wherever needed; despite the aftershocks that threatened to bury him in another collapse, he crawled through a gap that, he estimated, ranged in height from “three or four feet to maybe 14 or 18 inches.” Later joined by two other doctors, Allen was able to stabilize the boy until pediatric surgeon James Betts could climb a fire truck’s ladder to the suspended ruins.
Though Betts, 41, is a member of the California Medical Association’s Committee on Earthquake Preparedness, nothing could have fully prepared him for the carnage he found. “There was an airport transport van right next to the car, and there were four or five people who were killed still in there,” says Betts. “And there was another car that had been crushed into less than two feet of space. The abutment had directly fallen into the [little boy’s] car,” killing his mother and the driver instantly. “They were almost crushed in half.” Julio “was pinned underneath the full weight of the concrete, which had crushed the car. His mother was lying on top of him and to the side.”
Julio was in shock and was given morphine, but from time to time, “He’d just wake up and cry and run his hands over his mother’s face,” says Allen. One rescue worker said the little boy appeared to be trying to comfort her. At other times, says Betts, “He was screaming, but he’s Asian, so none of us could understand him or talk to him.”
After about two hours of unavailing attempts to free Julio with pneumatic tools—including the jaws of life, a pincer-like device used to cut crash victims from auto wreckage—his rescuers turned to their last resort: They would have to amputate his right leg. But to get close enough, they first had to perform a difficult task. “And so one of the team took a chain saw and cut the woman in half and extricated that part that was on the passenger’s side,” says Betts. “There’s no doubt in my mind now that it was the correct decision.”
Betts bellied forward on a board and, working with a scalpel in near-darkness, reached through twisted steel and shards of glass to amputate Julio’s right leg at the knee. “I couldn’t get clamps on it,” he says. “I had to put my finger on it to hold the artery.”
Julio was rushed to Oakland’s Children’s Hospital, where Betts and a team of surgeons fought desperately to save his badly mangled left leg. After the operation, Betts, a Vermont native who is married but has no children, decided not to go home but to stay on and watch over his tiny patient. Julio’s father, Pastor Berumen, who was not in the car, soon joined the vigil. By the next day, when Julio underwent further surgery, his condition remained critical.