The Waterbury Democrat., 1939-01-13
IMBECILE SON IS
 SLAIN BY FATHER
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He sent her away yesterday morn- ing and when she was sent for her son was dead and her husband was in jail. She listened to what he had done, thought about it all after noon and into the evening, and last night went to the police station where he was held.
 Greenfield sent word that he was all right. Police didn't think so. They had guard outside his cell all night and took his belt, necktie, and shoe laces away from him lest he try to kill himself. He will be in the police lineup this morning, will be formally arraigned on a charge of homicide, and, in a few days, the Bronx county grand jury will decide whether he should be form ally charged. Prosecutor Samuel J. Foley said he would ask for a mur- der indictment as matter of duty, but he thought it ''very sad" case.
 The son Greenfield killed was Jerome, five feet, nine inches tall, weighing 60 pounds. He spoke a baby gibberish understandable only to his parents and was subject to epileptic fits in which he seemed to suffer the tortures of the damned.
 Father Describes His Act
 Greenfield, prosperous milliner, sent his wife on an errand and killed the youth by holding a chloro- form soaked cloth over his nose.
 Then he summoned the Superin- incident of the apartment house in which he lived and asked him to call police. Later, under police ques- tioning he lost his composure and threatened to kill himself.
 For moment or two Greenfield watched the police emergency squad as it pumped oxygen into the lungs of his son in the vain hope that he might be revived.
 T hope you don't succeed" he said.
 Bronx District Attorney Samuel Foley ordered Greenfield's arrest on homicide charges although he made it obvious that he found his duty to prosecute dlStaSteful.
 Glad It's Over
 'I'm glad it's over," Greenfield said. My boy was born an epileptic. This was an incurable case. For years I had it in my mind to kill him. I thought it would be more merciful for him to be dead than the way he lived. .,
 Tt was pitiful to see how he suf- fered. Sometimes I thought I suf- fered more than he did. I thought that chloroform would be the easi- est way to end his suffering.
 "This morning told my wife to go down to my millinery store. She left the house shortly after a. m. The boy this morning had been suffering from headache. He told me Papa, I don't fell we'll" I said to my wife, I'll take care of Jerry My wife wanted to stay but I told her to leave.
 T told the boy to lie down. So he lay down and I covered him up and I waited until he fell asleep. T determined to kill him. I went into the closet and I got the chloro- form, which was in a little can. got two handkerchiefS and saturated them.
 End Came at Last
 '"Then I held the handkerchiefs just above and over his nose and then I pressed t down on his mouth and nose and I poured the balance of the chloroform into the handker- chief. I held the handkerchiefs as tightly as could for about 10 min- utes, maybe longer. Then I bent my head down to find out if his heart was beating.
 T knew he was dead. Then de- cided to kill myself. I didn't have anything with which to kill myself. I didn't know how to kill myself.
 My boy was good boy. I loved him. I'm glad it's over and don't care what they do with me"