Growing up in Queensbridge Houses in NYC, my four siblings and I always loved Christmas. We lived in the projects, in a really tiny apartment. We even had an upright piano in there. Come Christmas my mother would make that place feel magical. She was an icon in our family, larger than life, even though she was quite petit. Around the holidays she’d beco…
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