Chapter One"People were massacred up real bad. It was like war. They was people that had been hit, and part of they head taken off, not all they head, just part. Bodies in every form of mutilation. They hands cut off. They legs cut off. Some of 'em cut half in two."
-- Karei McDonald, firefighter on the scene of the Candlestick Tornado
It was a wild place once, the Civil War battlefield at Vicksburg, so wild you could imagine that the dead here still spoke, that from beyond the long curtain of kudzu draped and twisted on the old trees, someone watched, the ancient sentry for the ghosts of all wars past. The entry to...