My grandmother’s first husband was Jacob Smith, the name changed from Schmiko when he immigrated to Cleveland, Ohio, from Poland. But his new Americanized name and youth, his grand handlebar mustache and his young wife couldn’t protect h...

When I was in first grade Miss Charles (whom we called Charlie because of her mustache) marched us into the auditorium to learn “My Country ‘Tis of Thee.” She sat down at the piano and led us through the song word by word, playing the pi...

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Although I believe censorship is a potential danger to the First Amendment’s protection of free speech, I find myself wistful for the bad old days of...

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