On March 5, 1953, Joseph Stalin died. I was born 20 days later.
No, I'm not implying any connection whatsoever between the two events. I'm just placing myself in the historical mileau.
Truth is, I wasn't supposed to be born for another six weeks, sometime in late April or early May. My cousin Danny--God rest his soul--was born on April 11. We were both spring babies. The third anniversary of his death is later this month.
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