The New Frontier
sons had already graduated and was off to college, she began to see that her life
would never change, and her dreams would never come to pass, if she didn't at least earn the diploma
that was denied to her as a teenager. She began enrolling in night school GED courses at Grant Union High,
and life became a shuttle from her day job to her night school.
There we were, the two of us, me in my first weeks at
the new school, and she with her three nights a week in the classroom, endless
homework assignments and daily grind at McClellan.
I had gotten so adjusted
to the latchkey life, I hardly noticed the change. The same old cycle returned:
being set upon by bullies, one or two of whom I actually befriended, neglecting
my homework, reading books that were not on the school's reading list —
I remember beginning David Copperfield about this time —
and perusing the Home and High School Encyclopedia set my mother
purchased volume by volume to replace the Childcraft books from the Rio
Linda days.