"I was there when he started having
one of his fits, you know," George Emory says in an off-handed manner.
He's a big man with age just touching his temples and the weariness of
the last decade has clearly taken it's toll on him. "He was just sitting
there at this little diner in Buzzard's Bay when suddenly he went all
stiff and started mumbling in this weird language. Sounded like birds
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