It's all true. It all happened to me. The people are real. Sadly, most have departed this life.
I have been a nonconformist all of my adult life. Trite as it may sound, I have sought the 'truth.' I will record my beliefs on life's origins; my convictions on politics, women's rights, raising children, business practices, race relations, maintaining a healthy body. All this and whatever else I can recall of my reactions to a life that encompassed both Heaven and...Hell.
Sixty years ago I "came out of the closet." I did not try to hide my maternal instinct. I not only believed in Equality for Women. I practiced it. Bernice was my full partner; we shared everything. We were together twenty four hours a day for all the thirty two years of our married life.
Since Bernice died I have lived alone. I am at my computer this fifth day of May 1996. As I do every morning, I watch the sun emerge from a cloudbank over the nearby hills. I fantasize: Marion is sitting on my lap. Henry and Harold are climbing on my back. Ray is sanding his telescope mirror. Ed is arguing with Bernice.
So...I recall a fantastic life journey, one sentence at a time. Hundreds of pictures crowd my minds eye. It all began...
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