I was thirty-seven years old and still discovering who I was.

There are reasons, and then there are excuses.

When the war broke out I decided I would be very patriotic. Standing my full height. I presented myself to the Wacs and the to the Waves. And I was rejected - I was an inch too tall.

Upon reflection, I decided I had three main weaknesses: I was confused (evidenced by a lack of facts, an inability to coordinate my thoughts, and an inability to verbalize my ideas); I had a lack of confidence, which cause me to back down from forcefully stated positions; and I was overly emotional at the expense of careful, 'scientific' though. I was thirty-seven years old and still discovering who I was.

I enjoy cooking with wine, sometimes I even put it in the food I'm cooking.

She was my first cat ever, and I thought she was marvelous.

If you are going to flip something, you must have the courage of your convictions.