Kay Cox:  

55 through March, 1957, when I took leave due to illness and never returned. The only regret I have about not pursuing a "higher education" is that I sometimes feel a twinge of conscience for not better-using the rather fine mind I have been blessed with ... then again, it may only be a twinge of neuralgia. Sometimes I get confused .....! Workplace I began working F/T in retail (self-supporting) almost as soon as I started college. I hated classroom situations, quit college after 2 years, and have remained employed F/T in a variety of retail management positions for most of the past 49 years! ... except for 6-year and 8-year episodes as an Eligibility Worker for "The Welfare Department" of San Mateo County. I was so focused on keeping a roof over the heads of myself, improvident husbands, and my younger son that I never took the time to explore venues which might have been more beneficial financially or creatively. Still, I have enjoyed the variety of experience and have few regrets about the paths my work-life has taken me. I stopped working in 2008 in order to help my 97 year old father maintain his independence. He passed away in 2009 and I have been living a life of leisure (hah!) since then. I'm sorry to report a sad update: my dear companion of the past 15 years passed away the evening of Sunday, March 3, 2019, after a 5-year heroic battle with colon cancer. Although his death had been expected during the last 18 months or so, it still came suddenly and unexpectedly. It has profoundly affected his family and myself. He was delightful, funny, brilliant, unique partner, even in his final days. He was also a very humble, self-effacing soul. It was my privilege to care for him, as he had also cared for me, during our somewhat tarnished ''golden years''. The past few months have been an interesting period of adjustment to being a single person again. Neither of us were/are particularly gregarious, so, except for Joe's family (in CA), I really am pretty '' single''. That was much more fun 30 - 50 years ago, as I recall! Now it's just me and my 16 year old Persian cat. She's sweet, but not much of a conversationalist! Ah, well . . . I do wish that Joe had not taken ''The Day of Rest'' quite so seriously! But the cliche' ''at least he isn't suffering anymore'' certainly holds true. And, I'm sure The Lord is rewarding him for his well-loved (and practiced) almost 40 years of teaching (kindergarten through junior college, as well as special ed) and his years as a working missionary. Most surely now, he is resting in peace.