I never met him, but David Berkowitz, the man we'd soon come to know as the Son of Sam, the .44 caliber killer, lived around the corner from me. One night in August, the street filled with police cars as I calmly explained to my mother that the Son of Sam was MILES away.http://unmolested.blogspot.com/2007/08/son-of-sams-paperboy-part-ii.html
