The Struggle To Fit In

The summer before my eighth grade (1960), my mother, who still had hopes for me, got the idea that I would do well to attend my last year of grade school in Deer Lodge, where I would be going to high school.

I was all for it. Living with our grandmother and entering into the Deer Lodge elementary school society was exciting - and a year earlier than expected. Maybe I had a future, after all.

The s...