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When I was a little kid, we lived in a large apartment house on West 173rd Street. To be specific, we lived in the basement apartment that came free with the job of superintendent. At the end of the street was the typical, for New York City in those days, Candy store. Of course, they …
The nuns were clear. I was an incorrigible brat who would never learn to read. Sensing that they were wasting money, my parents removed me from parochial school and put me in the local public school. So much for the teaching abilities of the Sisters of Perpetual Pain!Less than two months later, I was reading …
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