Beth Macy

And I remember her saying she had read, she was a great reader.

I read in a magazine somewhere that your high school friends, uh,

And it's great to hang out with your high school friends, but your college roommate will be your best friend for life.

And, you know, she was trying to find, like, optimistic things to say, which was really cute because she probably really didn't want me to go.

We were pretty close.

And, you know, and then when I moved out of state for my first reporting job, which was in Savannah, Georgia, that was out of state at a daily newspaper job.

She looked at me, and I knew she was going to deadpan something.

She goes, I've thought about it.

You can't go.

And at that point, I'm pretty sure she was certain that I would never come home again.

But, you know, we always visited.

And, you know, we didn't always get along 100% of the time.

We had that three-day rule about house guests and fish.

That's about how long we could stand each other.

But we loved each other deeply.

Sure.

Yeah.

It's called An Easter Greeting to My Mean Daughter.

So what had happened was it must have been like early spring of call it 1984.

And I was kind of having a hard time.