A full-length mirror, a colorful outfit. A dramatic toss of sunglasses, a dreamlike tour of dolls and various artifacts in a dimly lit home. And of course, a signature catchphrase: “Te amo. Namaste.” These are the eerie elements that have drawn millions of viewers to my great-aunt Ann Douglas ’ TikTok videos, many of them wondering in the comments section whether there is something darker lurking under the surface of her daily rituals. There is — and it’s more emotional than they realize.
Exactly 25 years ago today, Ann, 82, lost her son, my cousin, Frederick “Freddy” John Cox Jr. , during the September 11 terrorist attacks in New York City…
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