Death
Soong died in her sleep in New York City, in her Manhattan apartment on October 23, 2003, at the age of about 105, her life having extended into three centuries. Her remains were interred at Ferncliff Cemetery in Hartsdale, New York, pending an eventual burial with her late husband who was entombed in Cihu, Taiwan. The stated intention is to have them both buried in mainland China once political differences are resolved.
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