Fifty years ago today, at the tender age of twenty , I began working at Cornell College. Single and still living with my parents, it was a short two mile drive to campus. I was hired as a keypunch operator, although I had never in my life ever seen a keypunch machine. In fact, before she left, the woman I replaced told me they hired me because no one else would work for 2.02 an hour and someone in the Business Office put in a good word for me. Fair enough but however it came about … it was the beginning of the longest running relationship I would have (with any one or thing) over the next 44 years. The years flew by. I had seven offices, numerous bosses, dozens of co-workers who became friends, and enough purple clothing to open a thrift shop. Personally, I had two husbands, three children… (then three more) and seven grandchildren. I lived in three houses, lost both my parents, belonged to three churches and was never more than six blocks from my kids during their school y...