My brother, Teddy, reminded me that following the escape from the opera house: " One of the men became nervous and started to run and Dad had to tackle him. That's apart of the story I remember the most."
He is right. It was too dangerous to have a panicked man running down the street.
Teddy is sixty-four years old, but I still call him Teddy. I tried to get us to call Edmund, Teddy, but Tom wouldn't go for it.