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Dear Progeny,

Andrew Statum, Writing Fellow and Doctoral Candidate, English


Dear Progeny, The other day, my mother (your grandmother) came into my room (well, technically, as of this writing, it’s no longer “my” room, but serves as a guest room in the empty nest of my parents’ [so your grandparents’] roost) – she came with a small manila envelope and a handful of letters and 
envelopes and various folded papers bound together in twine into the guest room in which I happened to be lounging. She sat down on the edge of the bed and said they were letters, preserved over the years by her aunt (your great-great aunt) Peg, from my grandfather (so your great-grandfather) to various relations of his, mostly to his wife and mother (so if I have this right, that’d be your great-grandmother and great-great-grandmother, respectively?). She said I could have them if I wanted. She herself ...

Left Hook, Write Cross

Phillip Giarraffa, Counselor, the Percy E. Sutton SEEK Program at Queens College


I originally wrote parts of this reflection last November to share with my students. It served to explain how writing was inexplicably dormant in my life for many years and how the death of a boxing legend caused me to remember how this wasn’t always so. My expectation for sharing it here …well maybe it is to wake you up too! When boxing great Joe Frazier died, a part of me awoke! It has been over a year since Smokin’ Joe’s death but the news still hits me like one of his left hooks. At the time what hurt most, at least for me, was how little notoriety the Philadelphia fighter’s death received on our local news channels. I felt that one of boxing’s all time greats deserved more than the 60 seconds allotted but in coming to know more about ...

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