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NY-For twenty-five years, my stepfather broke his …

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were years when the roof leaked, when rice prices rose, when my mother stretched soup with more water than flavor, when Hector came home with a bandaged hand because a piece of metal cut him at the site. He never dramatized his suffering. That was both his strength and, later, his weakness. If he was hungry, he said he had eaten at work. If his back continue reading …

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