Ghosts of a forgotten massacre

By Suzanne Breen (for the Sunday Tribune)

Her injuries were so horrific that it was only on the third attempt that Joan Connolly’s husband was able to identify her in the morgue. Half her face was blown away by the gunfire. But when he looked closely, Denis could see the red hair that his wife had always been so proud of.

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