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Since the gates of Sing Sing’s death house closed on him last May, no one had ever come to see Negro Isaac Richardson, 28, no one had ever written him a letter. But the State had not forgotten him, nor the murder he had committed during a holdup. Last week the warden notified him that time had come for him to die. Said Isaac Richardson: “This is a bright sunny day for some people but not for me.” When he went to the electric chair, he said nothing.
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