I was fortunate to have been raised by a self-declared "sixties Mama," which meant we had copies of Bernie Casey's book of poems, "Look At The People," and Roberta Flack, The Beatles, Rod Stewart, Nina Simone, Dinah Washington, Bob Dylan or The Dells could be heard coming from the stereo in our house.
My mother was revolutionary in that when my oldest brother moved out she informed me, quite casually, as though it were obvious, that no, she would not be expecting me to do the housework; why would she assign me a task she did not want to do herself? She was working as a school nurse t more...
