Sometimes intelligible ramblings from a former teacher, publisher, aerospace worker, barmaid, and waitress
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
All That's Left
It's 1943. The country is still at war. A young girl catches a ride with a handsome airman. A few months later she meets him in San Antonio and they are married. This, her second marriage, will end in sorrow.
In my life I've waited tables, raised sons, taught school, published books, and railed at politicians. I'm building a house, next to my son, where I can spend time with my granddaughter. I read, write, and dream about being immortal.
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