He loved the crowds who gathered to hear him speak and then lined up afterward to have their books signed.He was driving-something he had given up in Chicago-and he had planned his book tour to follow the old railroad route as closely as possible.The townspeople there, and in many nearby towns, took it upon themselves to feed and entertain the six million GIs who passed through on the Union Pacific.The residents’ selfless contributions meant the world to the soldiers, many of whom had never left home before. Sunday priorities: exercise, sleep, or aggressive mimosas? Chicago's top two lines are about '90s nostalgia (average of 58% higher likelihood of response): What '90s song would you use as the title of your autobiography? And weirdly, Boston was the ONE city where the standard "Hey, what's up? Choose a dream job: puppy photographer or pizza critic?He contacted the bureau because he had received two calls from a young woman, an acquaintance from his past.
" actually worked just as well as the clever prewritten lines.
With the highway threading out into such unencumbered spaces, and the big sky meeting the horizon, the world must have felt open and free, part of a softer, easier era-the sort of era that Greene wrote about with yearning.
But on June 20th Greene took time off from his book tour to phone an FBI agent he knew.
He was back in Nebraska last September when he was summoned to Chicago to face his fate.
The young woman, apparently angered by the way he had rebuffed her when she had called earlier, had sent the an e-mail outlining the circumstances of her relationship with the columnist.