My Great Grandmother Lois

Lois stepped out of the cover of 1922 Go away! She told me. I am having a smoke. Her confidence permeated the room. She had her feet on the couch. With her shoes on. I was enthralled. Delighted. Wanted to be her. My mother had never told me about this woman. Lois was my great-grandmother, a roundabout, a floozy. A woman with means who did not have to put up with trouble. She married trouble twice. Divorced them both. One at age 17. The other at age 19. Lois was a woman who did not have to answer to anyone. I was intrigued and wanted to know more. I began to read her journal. And I never fully put it down.