Dr
Alan Forkst to Walt Disney
FOR
MR. DISNEY'S EYES ONLY
|
Granville Hotel
Waterford, Ireland
August 20th, 1936 |
Dear
Mr. Disney:
Here is the full report. Before I go any further let me
not waste any of your time and say that the SECOND plan we spoke
about ought to be executed and I will expect the extra sum I mentioned
and when you hear what I have been through you will agree I am
sure.
This town of Waterford is a dark damp place full of filth
and probably disease. If I did not bring several cans of Underwood
deviled ham with me I would have starved to death the food here
is so obnoxious. I do not think anybody in this town is not a
pickpocket you can not step out of a door here without feeling
a hand in your pocket. But you are interested in results not in
that.
Everybody in Glasshouse Lane where Mr. Michael Widger lives
leaves their doors open and brings half their furniture out on
the sidewalk and conducts their personal business and quarrels
amidst the smell of sewage and rotten fish innards. Begging children
are everywhere and a dirty little girl would not let go of my
leg. Widger's neighbors found my questions about him very funny
and I could get very little information out of them.
Widger's wife Josette opened the door to me. She is huge
with hairy arms and looks like Min and Bill rolled into one. Any
sort of animal up to the size of a beaver could live in her hair.
Seeing Widger was a shock I did not know if I was approaching
a madman. He moves about in jerks and hops as if he is imitating
a cartoon character and talks in an unnatural falsetto voice that
makes him cough. He and his wife both have overpowering smells
which I will not attempt to describe. The house was very dark
and Widger would not go outside. Every time I tried to examine
him closely or move the hair material aside, he would whine like
a dog I was afraid he would scream. His wife stood over us with
some kind of shovel and threatened me at least with looks every
time he whined. I could see that he has no normal external ears
but there are holes there and scars and they were probably cut
off (impossible to say when).
He says he was born without his two little fingers but
they have obviously been removed artificially but not recently,
i. e., less than two years. And it was no accident to have both
little fingers cut off right at the base.
Widger now claims to have a tale and has something in his
pants but he refused to take them down or let me do it. It could
be a hose or heavy rope. I managed to get a sample of the material
that his mouse ears are made of. I sent it to the Turner Laboratories
in Dublin where they discovered the material was:
(1)
Live hair (15%)
(2) Dead hair (some not his own) (25%)
(3) Pomade (brand unknown) (15%)
(4) Goat feces (35%)
(5) Portland cement (5%)
(6) Tar (5%) |
(Cost
of analysis: 4 pounds ($20.00).)
There is an ugly amateurish painting on the wall dated
1934 and dark with soot showing Widger with his mouse ears and
without his own ears but the hair around the ears is reddish not
brownish black as it is now. Widger has a thin reddish beard that
does not match his mouse hair and he darkens his eyebrows with
makeup.
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CONCLUSION:
It is impossible scientifically that the ears are a natural growth,
but Widger has had the ears and has been missing his two little
fingers at least since 1934 and maybe 1931. Also, I have found
no way to prove that he did not have both oddities in 1928. The
second plan is the only option and I will carry it out. Perhaps
tomorrow night.
TOTAL
EXPENSES TO DATE (CONVERTED): $385.00.
|
Sincerely yours,

Alan Forkst, M. D. |
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