In the spring of 1965, my literary agent called to tell me that Harper’s magazine wanted to publish a short story I’d written. The story, “Luther,” told of a New York City teacher’s longtime friendship with a black student who, while serving time in jail, becomes a Black Muslim. There was one problem, however, my agent said. Harper’s assumed the story was derived from my experiences as a New York City teacher, and the editors wanted to...
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