Her Too

She had almost completed her apprenticeship and was on her way to becoming a journeyman electrician.

I WAS EIGHT when my dad’s family business fizzled and my mom went back to work. She got a job at a one-stop gas station, grill, and RV park, where she was expected to ring up gas and groceries in the little store and cook and serve food in the restaurant all at once, with no help. On her first day, she told me years later, a man at the end of the bar took notice of how effortlessly she managed these tasks and offered to train her to become an electrician. He needed a woman