Sixty-three Year Old Widow Refused to Hide Her Gray Hair at Work

her spoon. “The wedding is in three weeks, Mom. If Harold pulls the loan, the country club will cancel our reservation.”

“Then you will have a smaller wedding,” I said. “A wedding is about a marriage, Cynthia, not a five-course dinner.”

The telephone on the kitchen wall began to ring, its shrill bell rattling the copper pans hanging continue reading …