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came to occupy a special niche in the gallery of family anecdotes that generate a child’s first cohesive mythology.
Sandy was four and I, Philip, wasn’t yet born when in March 1932, Charles and Anne Morrow Lindbergh’s own first child, a boy whose arrival twenty months earlier had been an occasion for national rejoicing, was kidnapped from his family’s secluded new house in rural Hopewell, New Jersey. Some ten weeks later the decomposing body of the baby was discovered by chance in woods a few miles away. The