I’ve reblogged other author posts before and I’ve commented on the uncertainties of getting older, including moving and some of the other issues plaguing the senior crowd. Nancy Roman looks at life in general at 65. I’ve been reading this lady for awhile and greatly enjoy her little forays into retrospection. She has a way of producing that nod, knowing smile, and agreement. Perhaps you’ll enjoy her posts as much as I.
I’ve written lately about a few little mysteries that have bugged me for a long time.
Some important – like I NEED some answers concerning the assassinations that changed our lives.
And another from my childhood –the Betsy Ross tale of the five-pointed star– that I was able to solve in a few minutes, now that we have Google. (Of course, it took me much longer than a few minutes to duplicate the solution.)
So here’s the last in my little series of unsolved mysteries. And in addition, I get to pay tribute to a sweet woman that I knew for a short time back in the 70s.
In 1976, I got a job.
This may not seem like a big deal, but getting a job in 1976 was no easier than it is right now. I was 25 years old, a BA in English, living with my…
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