Chapter One
The Early Years
We lived on a small street outside Utica. My father worked nights, so we didn’t see him much during the week.
Sundays were different. He would sleep until noon, and then he would take my brother and me down to the canal to fish. He never said much, but he always let us bait our own hooks.
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