Sixty-four years ago, Wendy Wood nudged ( her word) her way into my life, thank goodness.

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A New York transplant, I’d spent the first semester at the College of San Mateo, turning myself inside out trying to make new friends.

Upon returning from winter break, there was this blonde in the cafeteria with all the boys around her, laughing and ignoring me in equal measure.