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The Last Windrow: They don't call me 'Red' anymore

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The face staring back at me from a bathroom mirror used to show a young lad with a shock of reddish golden hair. Some of my friends used to call me “Red.” The pictures taken of me in my youth would show me strutting down a sidewalk alongside my dad with a lefthand hair part showing atop my boyish countenance.

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