CHAPTER 3 THE RIVER STYX JANUARY 1964-DECEMBER 1965
HE TODAY THAT SHEDS HIS BLOOD
Denton Winslow Crocker, Jr. was born June 3, 1947, the oldest of four children. His father and namesake was a biologist. “He was a colicky little baby,” his mother, Jean Marie remembered. “So we were up night and day with him. My husband was a wonderful dad, very loving and attentive. He'd walk the floor with him. And one day he said, ‘He's a regular little Moghul the way he rules our lives.’ So that's where the name came from. We called him Mogie.” Mogie was raised in college towns: Ithaca; Amherst; Waterville, Maine; and finally Saratoga Springs to which the family moved in 1960, when he was thirteen. He was very close to his sister, Carol. “We had a nice big yard where they played,” his mother recalled. “And he would often include Carol. And she said to me once, “Brothers take care of you when you're afraid of dogs.” So she depended on him a lot.” He was an unusual boy. Intelligent, independent-minded and too nearsighted to do well at team sports, he loved books about American history and