Her life story fails miserably as a work of fiction. No self-respecting publisher would buy it. A would-be Shakespeare, spinning her tale in a local theater, would get laughed off the stage. Her story had to be true, because it was too pat, too dramatic, too epic to be made up. One of 15 children, uneducated and … Continue reading Steamer Trunks and Ink Stained Bloomers