Victor

This was approximately the day before we went out on the plane to Santa Augustine with my uncle Ted, my cousin Victor, my father, my brother Glenn and myself.

We were down there looking for banded in Moss Aguil, which according to my uncle Ted, my cousin Victor was a permanent in the area.

I was standing here, the bodies were here and everybody else was kind of down here, he said my cousin Victor was over here playing and looking in this gaping old one inside of this disc.

And how I was there for a while and then I came back down and I guess we were there, you know, Victor was in, when I got back down there, Victor was up in the crack and Ted yelled at him to get out there and glancing over at the grass by the adult and jerky moth.

And the victor, that we'd better keep our mouth shut.

Victor wanted to talk about what we just saw.

Finally, he just turned around and knocked the living hell out of Victor for a shit in his mouth.

Ted and Victor were killed in a automobile accident in mid-1965.