I still remember the day that Judy called me. I could hear and feel the anxiety and fear in your voice. She was high strung on the phone and rattled facts, figures and stories in a hysteretic voice speaking faster and faster as each second passed. She wasn’t making any sense getting confused jumping from story to story. Going back to her child, then cosmetology school or was it when she started her apprentice, then her first job, then when she was stylist and back to an apprentice. Then her (Click here To Read more…)










