Thursday, November 9, 2017
LOOKING FOR LOVE IN ONE OF THE WRONG PLACES
It was the ‘80s. I was single again, thinking of joining the feminist revolution, “I am woman, hear me roar,” etc… I had kids who spent every other weekend with their dad, was taking two classes a semester, and my job was becoming more a career. There was a conference in Champaign, economic... Sign in
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