In 1969, my family moved out of Manhattan for the northern reaches of Westchester County. I wasn't happy about being there, but it was still better than dealing with the city's overcrowded classrooms and the threat of muggings in school stairways. The good news was that by age 15, two years later, I could access New York by taking the train. So on Satur…
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