I lived in Steilacoom, WA, while stationed at Ft. Lewis, so the story of Slaughter as told by Ulysses Grant and the expansion of its punchline here have a special resonance.
The room I rented overlooked a southern limb of Puget Sound in an old failed hotel that had, it was claimed, once sheltered Grant himself on the Pacific Northwest leg of his post-presidential grand tour of the world.
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