![]() ![]() Many believe those years in Cleveland cost him his health, his first marriage, and his career. Ness never talked to the papers or pointed the finger of blame, but I think Eliot Ness knew who the Butcher of Kingsbury Run was, and he did his best to bring the carnage to an end. As he said in the story, finding the Butcher wasn’t like taking out Al Capone. ![]() The mystery surrounding the Cleveland Torso Murders of the 1930s dogged Eliot Ness for the rest of his career. ![]() Maybe that is what makes heroes of regular men and what makes regular men (and women) heroes. He wanted to do the right thing, and even though he had his flaws and his selfish ambitions, he was not ruled by them. The thing that stands out for me with people like Eliot Ness is that he was good. As so often happens in these historical journeys I take, the sadness of the history often overwhelms me, and I wonder how I’m going to give my readers a happy ending-or even a sense of an ending-when history is messy and hard and often sad. He was an interesting figure for me, a man I liked. Eliot Ness died of a heart attack when he was only fifty-four. ![]()
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