Category Archives: Chapter 4

xi That languid week after Labor Day, Mike and I spent most afternoons at his house or mine. Walking around my neighborhood, sitting on the edge of his pool, packing for school, we caught each other up on our summers. … Continue reading →

vii Avondale had been a way station to college for its student body. At Radcliffe, everyone expected to continue on to graduate school. Medicine, law, humanities – we all saw an academic career path unfolding before us. My freshman year … Continue reading →

iv As Jack hitched the derelict Dodge to the Buick, he launched into a story. “Mike, did I ever tell you about the time my brother and I had to drive down to Colorado to rescue my sister?” Not waiting … Continue reading →

CHAPTER FOUR A Slight Inability To Say Good-by March, 1968 Mike and I took another trip to New York to see a play, Rosencrantz & Guildenstern are Dead. After opening at the Alvin in October, word of mouth forced a … Continue reading →

!!!!!*****WORKING DRAFT*****!!!!! In December, Mike unexpectedly came up to Cambridge on a snowy Friday evening. I got the call from our house mother as I sat studying for Child Development, cozy in my flannel nightgown and crocheted quilt, a hand-me … Continue reading →

!!!!!*****WORKING DRAFT*****!!!!! A few weeks later, on a Friday afternoon, Leslie found me in Hilles Library, indiscriminately underlining Kagan’s Birth to Maturity. With her usual abruptness, she asked, “Janie, know where Jeanne and Marcia are?” I pointed my head behind … Continue reading →

!!!!!*****WORKING DRAFT*****!!!!! That semester, Bev and Leslie moved into an off-off campus apartment. Once a single family home, each of the three stories had been carved into a separate unit with tiny bedrooms, kitchen, bath, and a dining/living area flowing … Continue reading →

!!!!!*****WORKING DRAFT*****!!!!! That languid week after Labor Day, Mike and I spent most afternoons at his house or mine. Walking around my neighborhood, sitting on the edge of his pool, watching each other pack for school, we caught up on … Continue reading →

!!!!!*****WORKING DRAFT*****!!!!! In the ER, they shaved my temple before sewing up the two-inch long gash left by someone who must not have been wearing sneakers. The nurses were thoughtful enough to collect the hair after they cut if off, … Continue reading →

!!!***WORKING DRAFT***!!! My parents insisted I find something, anything, that would “look good on my resume” during August. “Honey, you can’t just sit around all day here. Your friends from school, Lizzie, J, P, all of them, have jobs. Mike … Continue reading →