Royal Wishes

“Would you like to be queen for a day?” Jack Bailey, the weasel-faced, mustachioed gameshow host, asked his TV viewing audience. Inside the Queen for a Day studio, women applauded vigorously. Seven months pregnant with her fourth child, my mother glanced up from her ironing board and stared wistfully at the television.  On that June afternoon in 1963, IContinue reading “Royal Wishes”