Like Carol, before her, Maureen was sworn in over the air on the anniversary of her birth. (Here again the number of the actual birthday celebrated remains cloaked in mystery.)
From then on, Maureen began to direct any and all inquiries about joining this elite group of crime fighters. The Hey-Day of the Skunk-Squad was off and running. The pitter patter of little skunk feet was not exactly a thundering herd. It wasn't until a very special voice cried out that the Skunk-Squad found the breath of life.
A unique subculture was rising up in the summit city led by a black and white spectral figure. Crime fighting campaigns were staged over the late night radio broadcasts. The oddity of it all got the attention of listeners far and wide.
With it all, Skunk-Guys notoriety was expanding. He had been asked to speak at The Toast Masters of Toledo, He endorsed The Dock Street Exploritorium, and was Invited to be a judge at a burlesque beauty contest, (which he turned down as a matter of principle.)
As the momentum of it all was still climbing Skunk-Guy received a letter that changed everything. Maureen had accepted a position at a Wisconsin radio station. The door had closed on the Skunk-Squad and the Stinking Stalker became a vague legend...Until now.
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