Nation: I Do Rotten, Horrible Things
How Pogo the Clown killed more than a score of youths
It was Elizabeth Piest's 46th birthday, and before a family party, she stopped by a pharmacy in the Chicago suburb of Des Plaines, Ill., to pick up her 15-year-old son Robert. Just as Mrs. Piest and her son were about to leave the store, he said, "Mom, wait a minute, I've got to talk to a contractor about a summer job that will pay me $5 an hour." That was the last Mrs. Piest saw of her son.
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