There is a strange family story about G6's death. I was 3, almost 4 and I can still see, in my mind's eye, me trailing behind my mother to the coal hole on the side of the house to get coal and our neighbour called to her Oh isn't it awful, the King's dead. My mother insisted it never happened, my father gave her the news before he went out to work. However, the news wasn't released until late morning, so he couldn't have done that. Odd, my memory of it is so clear to me. She died before I found out about the timing.