In 1971 I wore hip-huggers and other clothes
appropriate to the times. This did not please the
superintendent of the San Marcos public schools, and his
displeasure did not please my father.
There was a lot about Rosita Holdsworth Hollar that pegged her as the least likely role model in my family: She was cantankerous and sharp-tongued, something of a loner, and a terrible cook and housekeeper. But there have been many times when her example has been a comfort to me.