A Need To Know
The Clandestine History
of a CIA Family
MY FATHER DIED, EITHER IN VIRGINIA OR MARYLAND, at the age of fifty-three, on the night of March 12, 1976. My mother told me that he died at
home in his bed in Hagerstown, Maryland, but the Social Security Death
Index indicates that he was pronounced dead in Virginia, although it
doesn’t say where in Virginia.
I had doubts, even then, that he died at home.
The reason for his death was a mystery.
My mother said that she requested an autopsy because three days before
he died he had been told that he was run down due to a bad cold and just
needed some bed rest. He was given “a shot of something” and sent home.
A doctor he saw at the Veterans Administration hospital supposedly gave
him this diagnosis and the shot, but my mother couldn’t recall the name of
the doctor, and the hospital records do not show that he had any appointments in March. (read more)
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