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2025-01-06When I was 12 years old, I sat inside a raucous tent revival in West Texas, gripping my seat in fear that a traveling evangelist would accuse me of killing my father. A healthy former Air Force pilot who’d averaged an eight-minute mile in the New Yo
Image Credit...Brian ReaAlways Talking When I was small, we lived above my father’s office in Bed-Stuy. My father said he would spot me and my mother out the window and wonder, “What could those two be talking about?” Since I could speak, I talked.
Image Credit...Brian ReaGreeting the Seasonal Guests Twenty-nine years ago, my mother upstaged Jesus by dying right before Christmas. I was a single mother of a 4-year-old. I made the season merry for my daughter, though inside I felt like the sun w
ImageCredit...Brian Rea‘Remember That’ Every Sunday, at 2 p.m. sharp, static sizzles from the beat-up, 10-year-old flip phone my grandpa won’t give up. Updates on his life in Oklahoma, my father’s health, my sister’s wedding plans, the old woman dow