Chapter 7 – vii

!!!!!*****WORKING DRAFT*****!!!!!

Howard failed his boards the first time out.

“That’s not unusual, is it?” I asked

“I’ve heard it depends on the state. California’s tough, less than half pass the first time. Here, maybe 55-60%”

“You’d think someone from Harvard would sail right through.”

“You’d think. But I spent the summer not studying, remember. I’ve been more wrapped up in you, I think.”

“Are you going to try again? I still want go to Israel, work on a kibbutz with you.”

“I don’t know. I’m thinking maybe what I need is some time to clear my head, take a break, then come back and knuckle down.”

“Take a break?”

“Yeah, take the summer off, go see the country. We’ve got friends all over now, we could drive out west, National Parks and stuff. Maybe you could start to look at schools along the way?”

The job in the sleep lab was boring, not somewhere I wanted to spend my life. I started writing to all my friends dispersed across the states, including Michael Harrison.

DEAR MIKE,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

How are you doing? I am coming West in about a month – Southwest and then up the coast to Seattle & Vancouver. I should be in S. California between the middle of May & the beginning of June – will you be there? I’d like to come see you if you will so write & let me know – OK?

I am very well – now working for Jerome Kagan: the science is a little bit more offensive & the politics more dubious than with Bruner, but Kagan is on sabbatical & that makes it easier. I’m generally happy about my life & about therapy & about my relationship with Howard; I’m planning to apply for school in Sept., 1973. How are you & Elizabeth? and school? and your family? It’s hard for me to write but I’d love to hear from you.

Happy Birthday — 

Love,

  Sarah

7 April 1972

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