I was privileged to be one of the very few members of my cohort to have a mother with a PhD, which she received before I was born. My earliest memories of my mother, from the time I was three, involve waiting for her to return from her job as a research associate, where she co-authored two articles for an anthology entitled Studies in United States Commercial Policy, published by the University of North Carolina Press. I would be so excited anticipating her arrival that I insisted that the woman looking after me accompany me downstairs out to the sidewalk, so that I could see my mother walking the few blocks home from the bus stop, carrying her briefcase, an image still etched in my mind.
展开▼
