They called this creep a "peeping tom", but that term doesn't fit as well as the more contemporary "stalker". This is the earliest of two true cases of so called "mountain men" abducting young women solely to satisfy their twisted need for companionship. It's a fascinating, never a dull moment tale. I'm a stickler for historical accuracy and there are mostly positives here: red lights (not blue) on police cars, a transistor radio and an absence of words and terms not used in the mid 60s. The one gaffe is a red, white and blue basketball next to the porch. It wasn't until the next summer that the ABA introduced the tri colored ball.
