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Above: Sitting
on my mother's lap, 1959.
Above: Lying
on my father's chest, 1959.
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Above: The photofinishing date is December 1959.
I
was born in 1959, in New York City, at Columbia University Hospital.
My
parents were both thirty three and one half years old.
Above:
290 Riverside Drive, Apt 15D, New York New York.
On
the top floor, rear tower, beneath the water tower, the corner window
facing forward is visible. That was our apartment, the place where,
presumably, I was conceived. My
parents lived here from 1957 to 1962, and I came home from Columbia
University Hospital to this building in 1959.
I
think I can identify the above building just above the red pin location
in this 1995 Terraserver satellite image (click).
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Curious
Fact of No Immediately Apparent Significance
A
Google search for the above Riverside Drive address reveals that
on 29 November 1927, 32 years before my birth, in that very same
apartment, number 15D, a psychic reading was given by one Edgar
Cayce. When I was a child however, I recall no ghosts, spirits
or phantoms. Presumably in the intervening 32 years the spirits
had found other things to do with themselves than haunt their
former haunts. Or maybe we just weren't listening.
"READING
212-1 F ADULT (Leather Importer, Hebrew) This Psychic Reading
given by Edgar Cayce at the home of David E. Kahn, 290 Riverside
Drive, New York City, Apt. 15D this 29th day of November, 1927,
in accordance with request made by self - Miss [212], via Mrs.
[903]. Present: Edgar Cayce; David Kahn, Conductor; Bella B. Sidelman,
Steno. Mrs. David E. Kahn, Miss [212]. Time and Place: 9:55 A.
M. New York, N.Y. (Mental & Spiritual Rdg. with questions)
While
I tend to view attempts to communicate with the dead as pure charlatanism,
a guy named Bob e-mailed me and pointed out that with my ancestor
pages, I'm busy making the dead relevant to the living in my own
way. Perhaps I have inherited by some mysterious channel a little
of what Cayce was up to in my first home after all.
In
any case, it's a curious thing to have shared walls with other
people and events that also made it onto the net.
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The
home into which I was born.
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