My aunt, who was in college in Missouri, read about it in the St. Louis paper. When my mother told grandfather on the telephone that 'we were held up today but I'm okay,' he replied "Oh, all right," rather nonchalantly, assuming she was referring to being held up in traffic.
Soon afterwards, a periodical of some sort speculated that since my mother walked out of the bank unscathed, it was rather hard to believe she wasn't in on the scheme, even referring to her as a 'cheap blonde.' Oh, how I wish they'd kept a copy! More troubling was a letter we received. Angry at her interference, someone, perhaps even a cheap blonde, threatened to kidnap me! The police weren't convinced it was to be taken seriously as I recall. I was never kidnapped, so I presume they were right.
The sentencing, December 10, 1958. No mention of George.