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

a full inventory of the basement filing cabinets.”

“And Brenda?” I asked.

“She went to the regional office in Toledo yesterday,” Harold said, looking at his shoes. “They offered her a junior position in Sandusky, but she turned it down.”

He climbed into the driver’s seat and pulled the door closed, leaving the window cracked just an continue reading …