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….
