Shortly after Sylvia Worthley turned eighty-two, she summoned her daughter Sherry Horton to her apartment.
Remembering events of her childhood fondly, Worthley became tearful only whe.
Can you help me?" Over the next several weeks, Worthley spent dozens of hours talking about her childhood while Horton taped the conversations and took careful notes.
With her spine straight and hands folded in her lap, Worthley announced, "I Want to get down what it was like Growing up in Lunenburg, Vermont.
Shortly after Sylvia Worthley turned eighty-two, she summoned her daughter Sherry Horton to her apartment