How Richard Nixon Screwed Me!
The year was 1968. I was going into my second year at Suffolk Community College. It had been quite an eventful year for both me and the country. Earlier in…
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Old Frankenstein: Rest in Peace
My father, Joseph Leslie Reddan, passed away on October 28, 2012 after a 4-year contentious battle with Alzheimer’s disease. He was 84. In an essay published a year ago, December…
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Johnny Maestro, Time and Me
Have you ever written an essay when you had no idea about where it was going to take you and what you were going to say? And yet something was…
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“Yes, She’s My Mother”
When I was born, a big beautiful black woman helped our family take care of me and my brother. Her name was Ethel Isaac.
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