Odd story

Here is a story I received from an older gentleman I recently interviewed. After relating several odd stories to me, he emailed this one to me, which I offer without comment (although one can easily gather the irrelevant facts by Googling):

Some†ime in the late 1950s, I accompanied Mike Harrington (then of the Catholic Worker, later author of The Other Amercia, and after death of Norman Thomas, head of the US Socialist Party) into his favorite Village bar (name I can't remember at the moment; it will come back, but it was Irish working-class part of the clock, bohemian & radical at other hours). as soon as we entered, someone came up to me demanding, "Did you kill Maxie Bodenheim?"or "Are you the guy that killed Maxie Bodenheim?" Next time I was in the same premises was at least two years later but that time, as soon as I entered, someone shouted. "THE GUY WHO KILLED MAXIE BODENHEIM IS BACK!"a chant of whicechoed around the room once or twice and then died,

For the record, I did NOT kill Maxwell Bodenheim, and a far as I know never knew or even met him. I can not remember having known who Bodenheim even WAS.