Six Generations of First Born Women for Monday, June 2, 2003

The motel was not far from the Justice of the Peace. It was so nondescript I can't remember a thing about it. Our honeymoon, we spent the night there. The next morning I feel the urge to call my folks and tell them. It was a sense of duty that compelled me. It's the minimum I could do. We are still... Sign in to see full entry.

Meeting the parents was the next step. That need to preserve a sense of family runs deep. My graduation from B.U. was coming up. I was pretty pleased with myself. The first in my family to go to college and to stick with it for a masters degree. So, it was a degree in ART - my parents seemed proud... Sign in to see full entry.