If she were still alive, she'd be proud of me for writing a
book, but she wouldn't understand that it's payment of a moral debt.
0: Paragraph 5 My late Aunt Frances would, though. My father's
mother died when I was an infant, so her youngest sister filled the
place of a grandmother for me. She was famous within the family for
putting the words on people, and her words were often unsuitable for
polite society. From her I learned to call a spade a blankety blankety
spade and to stand up to anyone who had done me or mine wrong. One of
my warmest memories is of the time I blessed Aunt Frances out for an
insensitive remark she had made about my father in front of him, and she
admitted she had been out of line. That was the rite of passage that
marked my arrival into adulthood.
0: Paragraph 6 I believe most problems between people result from a
failure to communicate. On the theory that "If you're not part of the
solution, you're part of the problem," this book is my effort to
communicate.
K. Kay Shearin
Elsmere, Delaware
June 1992
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CHAPTER I. The lay of the land
1: Paragraph 1 Delaware is the opposite of the old cliche: not much
to visit, but a great place to live. To Amtrak passengers in the
northeast corridor, it's a station between Baltimore and Philadelphia;
to drivers on Interstate 95, it's not even a wide place in the road
between Washington and New York; to its residents, it's one of the
best-kept secrets around -- a pearl not to be cast before swinish
outsiders.
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