July 16, 2019

In 1983, I began each day by putting on what my mother called “The Uniform”: 

I wore my father’s orange and white striped mess shirt; a red and pink flowered skirt; and a pair of white Converse high tops.  The shirt smelled like my father, who was still sometimes at se...

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