Here's my mom in New York City in the late 1950's. She loved literature, politics, and religion. She was also a roommate at Smith with Sylvia Plath. She was a great writer who was devoted to truth. She was also a great mom and a very good friend. Though she was only with me for sixteen years, she is never far from my thoughts. Thanks, Mom, for passing down your passions to me.
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