One long-gone summer’s day, my brothers spoke to me across the rooftops. When I was a NYC Transit cop, I drove about forty-five miles from West Islip to Brooklyn, Queens, Manhattan, and […]
One long-gone summer’s day, my brothers spoke to me across the rooftops. When I was a NYC Transit cop, I drove about forty-five miles from West Islip to Brooklyn, Queens, Manhattan, and […]
I love you, America. I love your Constitution, it’s Bill of Rights. I believe they are Divinely inspired. I love those who served to keep you free. I love those who died […]
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