"A poet with leather and flesh." That's what the water-damaged Field Notes say. You walk back to Forbes Library and try various combinations of "Heaney," "leather," "flesh," "poet," "Northampton," "Broad Brook," and so on. It doesn't take you long to find the man: Jasper Lee Heaney, a saddlemaker and leatherworker, formerly of Hadley, Massachusetts. Checking the map, his old address is less than a half-hour drive east of here, over the Connecticut River. A few equestrian websites mention him, and his name also appears on "leather daddy" forums; old posts from the mid-2000s praise his skill and professionalism at constructing fetish wear.
Online news articles indicate that Jasper Heaney died four years ago and that his house burned down last year, but details are scarce. You might have to cross the river to Hadley to learn more.
You make a fire and go to sleep.
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