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Sticky Note

I was working at Marshall Fields, then the premier department store of the midwest, when I waited on a man named George Martinez who had recently suffered a terrible tragedy. Martha Dixon Martinez, an FBI agent like her husband, was a victim of the massacre at the Washington D.C. police station on November 22, 1994, four weeks before I met him. Ten months later the FBI had been told that I was surely the Unabomber. They’d just had his “manifesto” published and local media had been reporting that they were confident of an imminent arrest, in the area where I’d been found, of someone with a connection to California, which was evidenced by my license plates. It was under an unusual degree of pressure that they questioned me. They were surprised when I immediately told them personal details about one of their fellow agents, and asked them to call him. Eventually he gave the following report which is in my FBI file and was revealed to me in the course of my successful lawsuit against the police who arrested me.Actually, he told me that he was on the FBI’s Unabomber task force, and he may have been at one time. I remembered it as a remarkable experience that I’d met this man who was involved in the two most notorious crime stories of that period.