I wrote a post on my first blog, free to be me at anitaarcher.blogspot.com about the freedom to be me. We had such rules when I was a child. Rules that, looking back, hardly made sense. But at the time they seemed very important so to not obey them was almost a sin. I hope you’ll take a few minutes to go there to read it. It’ll give you a little peek into my past to understand a little better where I’m coming from.
This picture is of my family in about 1945. I’m sitting in the middle.