At a little after 6, on the evening of Oct. 7, 1947, Novelist Charles Yale Harrison, 49, was enjoying his second glass of sherry and listening to Mozart's Quartet No. 1 in G Major on his custom-made phonograph. The rewrite on Chapter V of his new novel had just gone well, and he was feeling fine.
Then he gradually became uneasy, nauseated and finally dizzy. An ache in his left arm moved slowly back & forth from shoulder to fingertips; his chest felt as if it were being tightened in a vise. Harrison, who had done some research on heart disease for...
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