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Posted By: Jay Miller

If your grandfather spent more time smoking cigarettes and less time playing with panthers you might have had that McPhee left to you.
We Millers also have stories of battles with panthers. In 1987, my late mother Byrdie Miller was attacked by a Black Panther on a side street in the Bronx. She smacked him with her purse, pushed the startled mugger out of the way, and proceeded on her walk home. Her name is still mentioned with reverence amongst short elderly Jewish women in the Bronx.