Madeleine Blais
It is an annual ritual of mine, to stay at the Yale Club, as a guest of the New York City branch of the National Alliance on Mental Illness, where I serve as a judge of the Ken Book Award. This year, I noticed several firefighters and police officers outside my window, unhurriedly checking the air conditioning and other utilities on a seventh-floor roof top. I later learned why. (Full article: 757 words)
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