Click on the right for a strange blurb/article on Czolgosz's habits in prison. This little piece contains a technique that I wish papers would revive nowadays: the first person account from civil servant as quasi-celebrity. Warden Mead is apparently held in such high esteem that he doesn't even need a last name or additional credentials to be the only notable source for the article.
I also wish we could request body parts from villains in this day and age. I doubt Mead actually followed through and sent parts of the assassin's brain to fans or haters, but it's a novel idea nonetheless. It would temporarily freak me out at night now and then, but wouldn't it be nice to place a jar with Pinochet brains next to my Tiger Woods autographed golf ball or polaroid of my father playing tenor saxophone upstate?
