A Journey from
1944 to … Now
1980-81 School Year:
Western Reserve Academy
Our second year there at Reserve—
And we decided on a plan:
We’d split one job—and thus preserve
Some writing time for Joyce and Dan.
In many ways the year was great—
Was great for Joyce, was great for me.
Though of one thing—oh, no debate:
We veered so near to poverty.
And then a crisis in my life—
And who can know the cause of it?
A clash at work—I told my wife
That I had quit—a salary snit.
And I was sure that I would find
Another job—and quickly so.
But soon I nearly lost my mind:
Employers answered: “No!” and “No!”
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