The Fire and Law Enforcement community of Washington State made a profound impact on me. I would fight fire and do CPR at night while attending High School during the day.
When I was a child, the world television premier of Alfred Hitchcock’s “Psycho” was being advertised. I laughed at a cheesy old time black and white movie in the age of color TV and satellite signals. My Mother stopped me and said, “You have no idea how women were frightened to take showers after that movie. A handful of seconds of film made that great of an impact.”
So there I was, a teenager looking at my Mother, college educated, politically active, one of the reasons a library got built in Lacey, Washington (along with a handful of other intelligent and powerful women) and it clicked, “If I could ever write the sort of a scene that would have such an impact on an educated woman, a traveled woman, a woman that stood up for the rights of women long before it was fashionable, then I would be doing okay.”
So a year after reading de-pop, right before the toothpaste touches your lips, I want you to pause and stare at your reflection in the mirror and shudder just a little, and then read the ingredients of what is in the toothpaste. And I want you to wonder if that is all that is in it.