Turkey Leg – for Ethel

Since my friend Ethel died at the age of 85 early this year,  I’ve been thinking about what made her such a special soul. Ethel and I met in the 1980s at Jane Addams,  the south Bronx vocational high school where she taught cosmetology and I ran the school library.  Like so many of us at Addams,  Ethel and I loved the school,  were dedicated to our students,  and forged a life-long friendship.  (See Mr. October,  Mar 14, 2014,   Magazines for the Principal ,  Oct 3, 2015,  and...

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