Art Writings


When I was 18, I took my first solo trip to El Paso, Texas, to visit my husband who was in boot camp so he could join the National Guard. In those days, this was equivalent to draft dodging. I had long blonde hair and wore an orange paisley mini-dress and platform shoes. I never received so much male attention as I did that weekend. I was somewhere beyond my miniskirt and the admiration, but I certainly didnít know where.

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