Molly

If memory is correct, Molly grew up part of the time on a big spread north of Fort Collins, owned by her dad (an old school cattleman) and her brothers. It was along the base of the foothills one goes up towards Wyoming. Her father was an old-school cattleman.

By the time I met her, she was living with her mother in a condo up past the Country Club.

She went to a different high school her first year--a cross-town rival. She transfered in to FCHS her junior year with a couple other folks from Poudre and made a big social splash. Especially Molly. Who is this person? She even stared her own underground newspaper, and handed it out to folks in the hallway, at a time when I was totally playing by the rules of the system---working on the official school paper and desiring of being editor of it.

This means she was more destined to be a real journalist/writer than I, and that in fact she has done---in New York City for national magazines, in Chicago and in Denver. Now she works in downtown Oakland writing copy for a business involved in renewable energy research. It's the kind of thing she really likes to do.

Last month she was raising month for Outward Bound. If she met her target, she was going to rappel off a a highrise building in downtown San Francisco. It may yet happen.