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Dear Amy,
In 1942, my grandmother, living here in Woodhaven, Queens, NYC, had a strange and frightening dream, in which she opened the front door of the house. On the steps was a man, dressed all in black, wearing a derby (I think this may have been the 'get-up' of undertakers of that time?). She knew immediately that this figure was Death; she tried to prevent him from coming inside the house, but he just pushed her aside, and then 'whisked' up the stairs to the second floor... "He's looking for Willy," she thought...
A short time later-- a week, maybe two?-- her brother, Willy Sittinger, was killed in a B-25 crash while training in Oklahoma City (BTW, the rest of the crew bailed out safely); Willy's claim to fame is that he was the first casualty from The New York Times (he was a linotype machinist) during WW2.
Your turn, Amy...
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