The skinny, scrappy son of a Pittsburgh butcher chested up to another boy in a squabble over small change. The other boy placed the tip of a slim butcher knife to the pugnacious one's left breast, asked, "How'd you like to be stabbed," pushed hard. Unaware of the stabbing, the butcher's son walked ten paces before he collapsed from a perforation of his heart.
At Pittsburgh's Presbyterian Hospital Surgeon Charles M. Watson and his surgeon-son, James Rose Watson, swiftly ripped the left side of the butcher boy's chest open. Inside they could see...
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