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

records like a quiet bruise for thirty years.

We worked through the second binder as the noon siren went off at the firehouse down the street, filling the room with a low, rising wail that made the window glass vibrate.

The second binder contained the assistant producer’s notes on my mother’s phone calls. One entry from October sixteenth continue reading …