Los Angeles Times Saturday Journal Remembering Jonestown Twenty years after the mass deaths in Guyana, a reporter recalls how time has not diminished the horror. by Tim Reiterman, Times Staff Writer November 14, 1998 Oakland, California For 20 years now, in sun, fog and rain, they have come to a grassy hillside overlooking San Francisco Bay to share tears, hugs and their private pain and to remember the unfathomable events of another Nov. 18. Often seeming outnumbered by reporters, they collect around a small stone monument in Evergreen Cemetery, link hands and pray. Later, in small clutches, they reminisce and trade news about their lives after that day. It is here, among these people who are forever entwined with one of the great tragedies, that Jonestown endures as nowhere else. Always present is the retired butcher, sad-eyed and bent by the years and the loss of his wife, seven children and 19 relatives. And always preaching is his wiry, iron-voiced niece, who also lost 27 relatives. Others have come, if not every year: | |
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