‘Brother nearly broke my nose’

“I used to hitch onto the back of the passing cars during winter,” said my grandfather, Thomas Dunphy, as he sat in his chair in the living room drinking ice cold Diet Coke. Dunphy reflected on how his school, Saint Mary Magdalene, was in Manhattan, which was about five miles away ...

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