Mississippi Mud: Southern Justice and the Dixie Mafia

I normally don't read true crime books, so I initially hesitated about reading this one. I am so glad I ended up reading this! The author does an amazing job of bringing the different stories of the different people together. You really feel for Lynne Sposito as she tries to find out who murdered her parents, and why. It's amazing how many people were involved with the crime, whether actually participating, or being involved with the coverup. You will never look at police investigations the same way again after reading this book. A must read!

After an Oprah-esque beginning focusing on the bereaved family, this is one of the best "true-crime" books that I've read - although the exposed failures of "the system" are truly frustrating. On September 14, 1987, someone brutally murdered mayor-wannabe Margaret Sherry and her husband, Vincent the Judge, in Biloxi, Mississippi. Through intention, incompetence, obstruction, or neglect, there were investigative blunders. But the persistence of the Sherry's daughter, Lynne Sposito, eventually focused suspicion on Judge Sherry's former law partner and mayor-wannabe Peter Halat, and a cabal of convicts over in Louisiana s Angola prison. Author Ed Humes steers this saga well - churning through the moral murkiness of Biloxi and far throughout the South - touching such folks as Senator Robert S. Kerr; Jim Garrsion; the Sherriff who walked tall - Buford Pusser; and the Bishop of Biloxi - who tried to intercede on behalf of one of those convicted in this mess.Reviewers have likened this story to a John Grisham novel. This is not a "Grisham-like" tale. Seems to me like this is a true tale from which Grisham created fiction. The scam at the fetid heart of the 1987 Sherry murder conspiracy, the "lonely hearts" bilking and extortion from gay men, is real similar to the scam in the center of Mississippi-native Grisham's later novel, "The Brethren."Usually in fiction, the Good Guys "get their man" or woman, or gang of bad folk. The Hardcover edition of Mississippi Mud is stuck with the "ending" that is no end. Why? Maybe because "Pete Halat had his supporters - a majority of voters had elected him mayor, after all. And apart from questions of his guilt or innocence, there was Biloxi's long history of wearing moral blinders. While shopping one day, a businesswoman she had known for years asked Lynne why she insisted on stirring up trouble, causing investigations and trials that hurt Biloxi's image. 'It's sewerage, honey, I know, but it's our sewerage,' the woman complained. 'If we want to swim in it, y'all ought to let us.'" (page 313-314)Hume's book illuminates the cesspool. (Stay tuned for Updates contained in the Paperback.)

A Wonderful Book. I lived in Saucier MS, not far from Biloxi, approx. 20 minutes. And everything you read in the book is true to the T. No half-truth's or lies. The state and the towns are still crooked. But what town or state isn't? A great book to read and one that is hard to put down. I remommend: no TV, a quiet room, and a soft light. Sometimes A & E will have a special about the Sherry Murders. Have a wonderful Read!

I was involved with the Sherry case in Biloxi, so I know the truth when I read it. This book tells it all. Yes, it does read like a thriller, better than Grisham, in my opinion, but that doesn't mean its not all true. This is journalism at its best. It seems clear that there is one or two people out there cramming this site with repeat bad reviews. Don't be deceived by their phony compalints. They are liars -- probably friends of the crooks who are revealed for what they are in Mississippi Mud, if not the crooks themselves. Read this book if you want the finest in true -- and I mean TRUE -- crime writing.

On September 16th of 1987, the world as I knew it changed. My brother Eric called to inform me he had received a call from a woman in Biloxi who had heard on the news that our parents were dead. Nothing could have prepared me for the next ten years. I shared information with the author of this book from documentation, not imagination, in an effort to not allow the case to be as buried as were my parents... after all, at some point I will see them again. I could never look them in the eye and tell them I loved them and not have done everything possible to bring their killers to justice. I can assure you every tear I shed in reading this, attests to its accuracy in capturing both the event and the emotion.