An early Jersild Day mystery:
I just got a letter from an anonymous someone with a newspaper clipping about Susan Jersild from the 11/26/1943 edition of the Chicago Sun.
The letter reads:
"Hello -- You don't know me, but I was at the library looking through old newspapers and came across this article. I looked in the telephone book and saw your address and name, so I thought you might enjoy having it. God Bless."
Not signed, no return address.
The clipping reads:
"At the age of 4, Susan Jersild, of S. Leavitt St., is an authority on the bible. The little girl can name the 66 books of the gospel and can detail the lives of 15 Biblical characters. In addition, she has memorized 10 church hymns. Susan picked up her knowledge from Bible stories read to the family every night by her father, G. S. Jersild, an attorney, and in a Bible class at St. John the Divine Church, where her dad is the Sunday School superintendent."
I'm sure Susan Jersild is related to me somehow, but I don't know how.
Cool. Weird. Eerie.
Now, of course, I'm being paranoid and searching for anthrax spores.
I just got a letter from an anonymous someone with a newspaper clipping about Susan Jersild from the 11/26/1943 edition of the Chicago Sun.
The letter reads:
"Hello -- You don't know me, but I was at the library looking through old newspapers and came across this article. I looked in the telephone book and saw your address and name, so I thought you might enjoy having it. God Bless."
Not signed, no return address.
The clipping reads:
"At the age of 4, Susan Jersild, of S. Leavitt St., is an authority on the bible. The little girl can name the 66 books of the gospel and can detail the lives of 15 Biblical characters. In addition, she has memorized 10 church hymns. Susan picked up her knowledge from Bible stories read to the family every night by her father, G. S. Jersild, an attorney, and in a Bible class at St. John the Divine Church, where her dad is the Sunday School superintendent."
I'm sure Susan Jersild is related to me somehow, but I don't know how.
Cool. Weird. Eerie.
Now, of course, I'm being paranoid and searching for anthrax spores.


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