I am Christine Ford. It's the strange details I remember, even 31 years later. I remember I drove to the party, held at country property owned by the family of two brothers I knew in high school. I remember the weather the…
Yes, I understand this is Monday, not Friday and therefore Friday Feedback, but I can’t sit on these thoughts until the end of the week. It’s not simply that I’m bursting to express myself like a new mother stuck in a long meeting, but also that my 45-year-old brain has been incredibly forgetful as of late.
If I don’t write this down today I’ll lose it into the ether of middle-aged forgetfulness, where it can be reunited with my glasses, my car keys and the reason I exit my office to go downstairs every few hours, only to wonder what the hell I am doing there.
Let’s just dive right in because this is a very touchy subject (ha!) and I’d rather not pussyfoot around before forcing my views on you (double ha!).
For those of you familiar with my Facebook page today’s blog may look like a re-run. It isn’t.
Some content has been gently recycled but I added plenty of fresh, green, LEED-certified earth friendly material as well. I am approaching the subject again because of the enormous response it generated on Facebook. I hope to see a lively conversation here as well, so don’t disappoint me! Ready? Set? Go!