"We rode the Ferris wheel so we could observe from above. Multi-colored carriages swooped up, stopping in towering places..."
Sharon McDonell took her own advice as a college career counselor and is completing her memoir on a lesbian activist's search for a supportive, loving family.
"The mist would lie all along the trees in the mornings. Anything could be inside there, in the shadows and the dark. You were out in the open..."
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