The Raineses brought all this on themselves, after plotting to rob an FBI office in Media, Pennsylvania, motivated by their intention to stop the Vietnam War. Once Bonnie was beside him in the passenger seat, he drove, glancing anxiously in the rearview mirror. Raines flung open his door, popped the trunk, and helped transfer four heavy suitcases from this arriving car to his own - all part of their meticulous getaway plan. The night of March 8, 1971, had passed so slowly. Would they wake to find empty spaces where their parents used to be? Raines passed a couple of hours like this, his mind a crazy haze of worry, till finally a car drew near and he realized that it was Bonnie. Even now, back in Germantown, those three children slept soundly. In years past, he and Bonnie had sat together on this same front seat, three kids lining the back bench, and driven to his parents’ vacation house near Lake Michigan. John Raines sat in the family station wagon, parked in a dark lot on the Swarthmore campus, waiting to see if his wife would return to him, or if police lights would appear, flashing doom. John and Bonnie Raines, photographed by Wesley Mann
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