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1889
September
5 September 1889
STRANGE STORY
In the Midst of Life Preparing for Death.
How a War Veteran of the Fourteenth Regiment Was Measured for a Coffin,
Selected It. Also, His Burial Place, and Died a Few Days Later.
James B. TOMSEY, a veteran of the Fourteenth Regiment, who died on Saturday
last at his late residence, 576 Gates avenue, aged about 44 years and 6
months, was a cheerful, thoughtful man, and friends and former comrades in
arms were present at his funeral, which took place on Monday, the Interment
being made at Cypress Hills.
Mr. TOMSEY had been twice married and was a widower with five children. He
was from 1878 to 1886 an employee of the Brooklyn Post Office, a portion of
the time connected with Brevoort Station. He was latterly a bank clerk.
While he was not a sick man in the common use of the words, his physician,
who attended him only during the last six days of his life, certified that
he died of Bright's disease and enlargement of the heart. It is now known
that a few days before he was taken seriously ill he visited Undertaker A.
LEWIS at 464 DeKalb avenue, and somewhat astonished that gentleman by
expressing a wish to be measured for a burial casket.
Mr. LEWIS noticed nothing unusual in his manner, no despondency nor lack of
cheerfulness. Mr. TOMSEY said that "The dead can take care of themselves,
but the living must be provided for." Mr. TOMSEY was not only measured, but
selected a rosewood casket, made satisfactory arrangements for paying for
it when wanted, and left the place. He went thence directly to Cypress Hills
Cemetery and pointed out the spot where he desired to be buried, between
the graves of his two wives in his family plot. He then returned home and
read to his housekeeper his will in which he had made such provisions as he
could for his children. All this occurred, as already stated, before he was
taken ill, and it would appear that he must have had some strange
premonition that his days were drawing rapidly to a close.

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You've read the story of Jesse James,
of how he lived and died.
If you're still in the need
of something to read,
here's the story of Bonnie and Clyde.

Ladies first: Bonnie Parker was born on October 1, 1910 in Rowena, Texas. She was the second of three children. Her father was a bricklayer by trade. In 1914, her father dies and the family packed up and moved in with her maternal grandparents in Cement City near Dallas. Bonnie attends Cement City School and is an excellent student. In 1924 she enters Cement City High School and even wins the Cement City spelling championship. At 4 foot, 10 inches and 85 pounds, Bonnie is no dumb blonde. She is an addicted fan of romance and confession magazines.

In 1925, she met Roy Thornton and the following year they were married. She loved him to the point of where she proceeded to get a tattoo on the inside of her thigh of two intertwined hearts with their names in the middle. She should have waited a little longer. A year later Mr. Thornton begins to wander and Bonnie is left in West Dallas to brood. At this time she has a job as a waitress in Marco's Cafe which is located in East Dallas.

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