As I get older, I appreciate my parents so much more. They are such great people. I used to be mad. I wasn’t allowed to watch too much TV & I couldn’t sleep over strangers houses. I was forced to do math w/o a calculator. B’s were not good enough. I had to get a job at 13 & been working since. Yet, my daddy made me a debater at an early age. When I got into Wellesley, they supported me until I graduated. So mornings like today when I am exhausted, I remind myself that they deserve a return on their investment in me.