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One day, when I was a young mother of two small children, I went to visit my sister who lived nearby. On the way, I stopped to pick up doughnuts for all of us. While exiting the doughnut shop I stared, frozen with disbelief while watching my car, with my children...

Dad taught me that I'd be better off as my own boss than I would be working for one. It's a blue collar thing and without a college degree I've done well enough to afford traveling to a distant land....Russia. Not because I was particularly enamored by the country. I was...

September, 1967. The Viet Nam War is in full swing. I was 18 with the maturity of a 12 year old, more interested in the Beatles and psychedelics than watching the news. A disappointment to my parents, I spent the summer bumming on Cape Cod with my friend, Nicky Russo until...