Dead Center: Behind the Scenes at the World's Largest Medical Examiner's Office

Dead Center: Behind the Scenes at the World's Largest Medical Examiner's Office

by Shiya Ribowsky, Tom Shachtman


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ISBN-13: 9780061189401
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Publication date: 10/02/2007
Edition description: Reprint
Pages: 272
Product dimensions: 6.00(w) x 9.00(h) x 0.62(d)

About the Author

Shiya Ribowsky is the former director of special projects at the New York City Medical Examiner’s Office. He is one of America’s most experienced medicolegal investigators. Also the forensics consultant to Law & Order, he lives in Long Island, New York.

Tom Shachtman is the author of thirty books, including Decade of Shocks, 1963-1974; Absolute Zero and the Conquest of Cold; and Rumspringa: To Be or Not to Be Amish. He lives in Connecticut.

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Dead Center

Behind the Scenes at the World's Largest Medical Examiner's Office
By Shiya Ribowsky

HarperCollins Publishers, Inc.

Copyright © 2006 Shiya Ribowsky
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ISBN: 0061116246

Chapter One

When people ask what I do for a living, I have two answers. The first, that I work for the medical examiner's (ME) office, usually generates interest on its own, especially in these crime-drama days. The second, that I'm the cantor of a large Manhattan synagogue, is likewise good for a certain amount of conversation, especially among those who remember the cantors of their childhood intoning the Kol Nidre during Yom Kippur.

For some reason, though--perhaps because of that old saw about the whole being greater than the sum of its parts--when I tell people about my two jobs, they seem to find the combination a source of decided fascination. Many strangers find it odd, these simultaneous careers in forensics and religious music, and some days it is fairly odd to me. I wonder if there's ever been another medicolegal investigator (MLI) who's worked a double homicide in the morning and conducted synagogue services at dusk. How did a nice Jewish boy from the Orthodox community in Brooklyn end up this way, fussing around with dead people for a living?

The reasons involve history--the Orthodox community's and my own within it.

The early years of the twentieth century saw an enormous influx of Jewish immigrants from Eastern Europe to New York City, a veritable Ashkenazi tidalwave. Many immigrants hit the shores of the "golden land" and quickly merged into the mainstream culture of the melting pot, throwing off the shackles of Old World traditions that now felt too old-fashioned. But quite a few held on to the ancient practices, and the more observant of the immigrants opened kosher food shops and yeshivot (Jewish parochial schools), built synagogues and ritual baths, and tried to keep alive--through dress, language, and custom--the culture they had once had in Europe. Doing so wasn't easy, because the general drift of American culture in those years was toward the secular. But their efforts to retain their cultural identity were passionate and won them a place in the urban fabric of the times.

Change in New York City's Ashkenazi community continued at a slow pace during the Depression and World War II. But the two decades after the end of World War II were years of dramatic growth and equally dramatic consolidation of the community. Into the early 1960s, the Frum community, as observant Jews call themselves, saw many adherents become more secular and less observant as they were forced to seek jobs outside the community, experience some of the culture of that outside world, and become more interdependent with it. In America, they did not have the insulation from secular influences that they had been used to in Europe--that accorded by the shtetl, the insular villages where Jews had lived. In the United States, Jewish sons and daughters could go to universities, to medical and law schools, open businesses, or work in a wide variety of fields, and many did.

My parents, both born in the United States before the end of World War II, were typical Orthodox Jews of their generation. Fully observant of all Jewish law, they raised me, my older sister, and my younger brother in a strictly kosher home in which the highlight of the week was the Sabbath. My father always wore a yarmulke or skull cap, and my mother, as a married woman, dutifully covered her head in public. But they had also been secularly educated, and they were fully integrated into modern society without sacrificing their beliefs or practices.

My father George's varied businesses--at one time or another he was the proprietor of a carpet store, a commercial bakery, a wholesale food distributor, and a check-cashing store--certainly brought him in touch with the outside world. My mother Helene, who has a PhD degree, had a thriving private practice in special education and had been a university professor; she, too, was clearly comfortable in the wider world.

As the 1960s wore on, there was a perceptible shift within the Frum community in a different direction--away from the modern world. Partially in reaction to its members' increasing secularism, and partially because the Frum community was now numerous and wealthy enough to afford the move back toward its roots, it began to do so. The Orthodox became more orthodox, more observant of the myriad laws governing daily existence and ritual, more conservative, and more insular. Another pressure pushing this return to fundamentalism was the psychological makeup of a community whose members considered themselves to be collective Holocaust survivors. By 1965, when I was born, the community had already launched a drive to re-create, in the New York Orthodox community, the Frum lifestyle of pre-World War II Eastern Europe.

My childhood was filled with stories of the wonderful Yiddishe life of the old country, told on countless occasions during my early school years by the rabbis of our religious schools and neighborhood synagogues. It was our obligation, they told us, to cling ever more tightly to the ways of our ancestors now that Hitler had killed six million of our relatives but failed to eradicate Jews as a people. For us to survive and to be more religious as a community and as individuals would signify the ultimate defeat of the terrible hatred that the Third Reich had embodied.

This drive to fundamentalism meant that people born into the Frum community in the 1960s and afterward were faced with a choice. They had to decide which side of the line they would be on: the side of the Hebrew/Yiddish/Frum culture, or the other, secular side that we called the Goyishe culture. If members wanted to be secular--or didn't want to be quite as observant as others in the community--they left the culture behind, either drifting away slowly or making a decisive break. In either instance, the community often cemented such choices in place behind the former member: when you left, you left everyone you grew up with. Indeed, families sometimes even chose to sever close relations with kin who abandoned the Frum for the outside world.


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“Fascinating. A well written insider’s account of life and death as seen by one of New York’s elite medicolegal investigators.”

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“A great read. It doesn’t get more authentic than this. Ribowsky is the real thing. His insights are fantastic.”

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“Short of becoming a murder victim, this is the closest you’ll get to the sanctum of a big-city morgue.”

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Dead Center: Behind the Scenes at the World's Largest Medical Examiner's Office 4.2 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 5 reviews.
WordsofTruth More than 1 year ago
This is a sobering read of one of the many thousands responsible for dealing with the aftermath of 9/11. Written well, except for a couple of indiscretions, it explains the duties and daily cares placed on the shoulders of those in the medicolegal investigator community. It is sensible, sensitive and does not muddy the narrative with sensationalism.
porchsitter55 on LibraryThing 8 months ago
This book was not what I expected, but was still an interesting read. The first half of the book was mostly about the beginning of the author's career, and the second half was mostly about the incredible task of processing and identifying the massive amount of remains of the victims of the World Trade Center attacks of 9-11. There were some descriptions of deaths the author investigated early in his career as well, some of which were a little too descriptive for some readers.The book contained alot of the names of those who worked along-side the author, along with kudos for jobs well done, and subtle digs for those who the author felt did not do a good job....which made the book seem more like a speech some of the time. I found the book interesting overall, especially regarding the enormous, laborious and tedious job of sifting through tens of thousands of bits & pieces of human remains ~ this book brought back the horror and the reality of what happened on 9-11, and for that alone, I found the book a worthwhile read. May we never forget.
lpg3d on LibraryThing 8 months ago
An outstanding first person account of the huge task of identifying the world trade center victims.
Fanny on LibraryThing 11 months ago
How were the bodies of the World Trade Center victims identified?
Guest More than 1 year ago
I couldn't put this book down! I was educated in a death related field as well for a short period of time and i was inspired to restart. i would really love to get some feedback from the author on how i could get into this feild from where i am currently. there are things in here that i vividly remember learning about and things i can relate to and then things that i learned. his insight was amazing and i am glad to have read this. i hope that he would be able to contact me via email. i have so many questions i don't know where to begin!