At 19, Charles Starkweather still seemed to grasp only simple things. Guns, guitars and hot-rods were good; snakes, schoolbooks and recurrent headaches were bad; the right trim to his long copper hair and the proper cant to his cigarette made him look like James Dean. Beyond these, Chuck Starkweather accepted just two constants: 1) the world was against him, 2) when somebody's against you, fight back. This he learned in home town Lincoln, Neb. at Saratoga Elementary School, where the other boys made fun of his bandy legs, his myopic green eyes,...
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