I don’t exactly remember what was said right after. What my urologist said. It was early evening on July 3. I was in New Orleans supporting my wife at a reception for her nonprofit, the Black Women’s ...
This is an opinion column. I handed the sheet of paper to my wife. It was filled with words, necessary and important words. I couldn’t see them, though — or, couldn’t see them. “Brief Summary of ...
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