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  1. From ANDY FISHER
    Who can ever forget your (Edward Brown) Harry Truman obit, which you kept having to update because Harry refused to die. [“Oh, Ed’s updating the Truman obit again..”] Finally, he did die, and Ted went downstairs to the newsstand, bought the entire stack of N.Y. Posts with “TRUMAN DEAD” on the front page, lugged the papers upstairs, slammed them down on your desk, and yelled, “He’s DEAD! Are you SATISFIED now?!”

    Ted was an inveterate horse player, and one of the many jobs of the copy boys was to bring him the race results immediately after the horses crossed the wire. If he had a winner, Ted would pay the desk assistant 10 percent! One day he hit the Trifecta for $2,500, and, sure enough, he peeled off $250 cash and gave it to David Feinberg. David called the Palm steak joint over on Second Avenue, and ordered a catered filet mignon dinner, complete with china, linen, crystal, even a waiter. As David sat there relishing every morsel, Mike Eisgrau walked into the newsroom. The memory of the expression on the Grau’s face is something I shall treasure forever.

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