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Myra Epping lives in Springfield, Illinois, with her husband and their two daughters. Regarding her many years in social work, she writes, “My various jobs introduced me to many different people, who were kind enough to forgive my ignorance and to work on educating me while I was allegedly helping them.”
My God, he was a beautiful man. The way he sat on a horse. Or the way he rolled a cigarette. Charlie Freeman. I couldn’t take my eyes off him.
March 1991Rose wore a hat with a feather, and gloves. Oh, she looked smart. Esther was proud to be with her. Rose said she’d called for a taxi, and they were to go downstairs to wait. Out they marched.
January 1990Has something we published moved you? Fired you up? Did we miss the mark? We’d love to hear about it.
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