Roller Coasters and Rum Runners

Posted on March 17, 2014     2 Comments

In our house on North 6th Street in Newark, there was a narrow space between my parents’ bed and the wall – better known to me as the Crocodile River. The dark green carpeting only served to enhance the feelings of murk and dread it spawned. That, and the fact that the windows on the […]

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