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When I was in 3rd grade, my mother was a single, working mom. This was pretty unusual in 1972. There were day care dramas and a slightly different lifestyle than my two-parent-household friends. It also meant she couldn't do the room mother thing at school, drive to field trips, etc. So I was really excited when she volunteered to be a Brownies troop leader. The other girls loved her and I was proud and a little possessive. But I never played on the relationship. Except once. Read more One of My Embarrassing Moments, Involving a Grass Skirt