My Great Grandmother Lois
Lois stepped out of the cover of 1922
Go away! She told me. I am having a smoke.
Her confidence permeated the room.
She had her feet on the couch.
With her shoes on.
I was enthralled.
Delighted.
Wanted
to be her.
My mother had never told me about this woman.
Lois was my great-grandmother, a roundabout, a floozy.
A woman with means who did not have to put up with trouble.
She married trouble twice.
Divorced them both.
One at age 17.
The other at age 19.
Lois was a woman who did not have to answer to anyone.
I was intrigued and wanted to know more.
I began to read her journal.
And I never fully put it down.
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