\tGrowing up in the 50‘s, my plan was to go to college, get married and have a baby. Which I did, by the time I was 21. I had no Plan B. I was rescued by the 60’s. In 1971 (which was actually in the 60’s) I divorced the husband I had met at Vassar Hillel and moved, with my three children, to a commune. I home-schooled them, grew organic vegetables, baked bread and made pretty things with colored textiles and glass. I was rescued by law school. I moved from the Country to the City and from being a single mother to a married lawyer. I became a court attorney, which is an assistant to a judge. I finished my book, “All Shook Up"For adolescent readers, about a 14 year old girl in 1956, daughter of a Holocaust survivor and in love with Elvis Presley. I am blessed with a beautiful family -- three children and five grandchildren -- and enjoy an active Upper West Side life.