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![]() 1947 was also the year that my father began to redefine his role in the black community of New Haven. The Dixwell Community was in sore need of a new elementary school. Winchester School was over 100 years old and falling apart. Some funds were available, but then-Mayor Celantano was unwilling to commit necessary additional funds. My mother was active in meetings, lobbying for the new school. She came home one day and told my father, "You ought to be in this fight!" He asked her, "Why?" She said, "This is your community and you could be a great help! You know the needs of this community. Presently, getting a new school built is its greatest need." He had lived and worked on Dixwell Avenue, since 1933. During that time, his only community involvement was serving on the board of the Dixwell Community House, a community center for black youth, located three doors from his office. He thought he should avoid almost everything that might distract him from his pursuit of medicine. Minnie's forceful words had suddenly altered that belief.
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