Thingish Things

Satan Shows His Face Again

On a frigid Valentine’s Day morning in 1977, when I was an eighth-grade student at Pelham Memorial High School, a man named Fred Cowan walked into the Neptune Moving Co. warehouse in neighboring New Rochelle and began shooting up the place. He was armed with a semiautomatic assault rifle, two .45-caliber pistols, two 9 mm […]

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