Seventy Pound Baby from Port Jervis Reclaims His Life After TV Fame

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I looked down at my mother’s quiet face, the deep lines around her eyes showing even in her sleep.

I folded the unsigned agreement and tucked it into my coat pocket.

The train got back to Port Jervis late, and by nine the next morning I was sitting in Clara’s waiting room, listening to the radiator continue reading …