Death
Dr. Whitehead died of prostate cancer in Washington D.C. on July 23, 2008. He was 69 and lived in McLean, Virginia. In 1973, he had married Margaret Mahon. He was survived by his wife, a son, Clay, a daughter, Abigail Craine, and three sisters, Susan and Nancy Whitehead, and Helen Conerly. In 2013 his papers were donated to the library of Congress.
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