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de facto it turned out to be a “pre-Wed” degree to marry a Mackintosh (clan Chattan)— the kitten in Mower A-31, Freshman Yard, not withstanding.

I learned about my father’s work and learned everything I needed to know to support a Canadian armchair intellectual in his work as a geodetic engineer who wanted to switch to a more lucrative career as a software engineer and did so so successfully.

I failed to develop a structured education in English literature but I did do enough to satisfy the creative writing option, unfortunately I wasn’t enrolled in that option. I pursued the dream “to be a writer” all my life but remained an amateur.

As a non honors English degree candidate I just took courses that draw my interest across all different departments. In the end I was attracted to psychology, philosophy, and religion. But it was way late to make a change. I was tapped out. Exhausted. Needed to quit reading.

So I ended up at Wernersville. Met Alex. Started watching movies. Ditched all the pretensions. Cooked and cleaned. Got ready to take on the challenges of motherhood.

then, the malpractice at John’s Hopkins.

yThat was 30 years ago but it continues.

I am reaching the point of maximum recovery. Now it’s Ian.