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“Hey, fellas! How about this for a headline for tomorrow’s paper? ‘French Fries!'" Convicted murderer James French to members of the press who were witnesses at his execution by the State of Oklahoma in the electric chair in 1966.”

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James French
James French

James French, born in 1936 and died on August 10, 1966, was a notorious murderer. more

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