It was 1932. Wagner, then 16, and a girlfriend were walking home from the library in De Pere, Wis., the Green Bay suburb where she grew up. Just after crossing a bridge, the friends bumped into two young men. Her girlfriend knew one of them, she said. The teens walked together until the other boy suggested that he and Wagner take a shortcut through the park to get her home before her 10 p.m. curfew. She agreed, and he sexually assaulted her, she said.