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A collection of poetry detailing life growing up in Stamford, Connecticut in the 1950s, featuring one short story/memoir about getting dropped on the head on a freshly tarred street during a drunken night out.

"There are only a few people working in this utterly unadorned, unsung blue-collar vein, and Jack DeWitt is the master of the genre."

—Stephen Berg, founder and editor of The American Poetry Review

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