At 82, I Found

never told me.”

“She didn’t brag,” Diane said.

Frank looked at his daughter. “Maybe nobody asked her enough.”

The table quieted.

Frank cleared his throat. “I’m starting something. In your mother’s name.”

Peter looked wary. “Starting what?”

“A scholarship. For women over forty who want to go back to school or start something of their own.”

Diane’s eyes filled.continue reading …