When a truck was abandoned last summer on a course in Kennesaw, Ga., with two dead bodies in the bed, Gene Siller was the one who investigated. Because that’s where his life’s path took him.
The detritus of grief litters a suburban Atlanta home office.
Letters of condolence. File folders stuffed with insurance policies and investment accounts. The contents of a husband’s golf club locker that a 34-year-old widow can’t yet bear to sift through. And resting on a desk, lost in this muddle, a child’s drawing.
The sketch, on white paper, depicts a bright summer sun and blue sky over a golf course.