Discovering and loving yourself

High school home, Akron, Ohio Summer of 1963. I was nineteen and realizing that I had become “homeless”. My grandmother, who had lived with us for about ten years, had moved into her  own apartment, my mother had migrated to Oakland, California, and my dad was living in the house he had built for his new young wife and her three children. Needing to vacate my junior year college dorm, I packed a carton for storage in the [...]