I was about 5-years-old when I thought I spotted Reggie Jackson in the Westbury, N.Y. branch of Emigrant Bank. So I approached him, and asked.
“Are you Reggie Jackson?”
In 1979, my family had moved from Connecticut to Long Island. This was at the height of Reggie fever, which even included his own candy bar, the Reggie Bar. I…
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