12 thoughts on “JENNIFER L FREED: My Father, In Worcester, Massachusetts

  1. perhaps because I too am old “in passing” has two meanings. You convey much in few words; very effective !

  2. Your story inspired me to write a poem this morning. Its sort-of beginning,
    Trauma remained like a blackened lightning-scar on one of the old oak’s giant limbs.

    Thanks, Matthew

    1. Thank you, Matthew. What can I say — but, again, thank you for letting me know my story inspired you to tell yours. That’s something any teacher or writer (and I do both) would grateful to hear they managed to do.
      I am wishing you good luck with your poem.

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