Aunt Mickey left us on a Sunday: November 15th, 2020. She was 83 years of age. When she was born in McKeesport, Pennsylvania in 1937, her birth certificate read “Rose Claire Emery.” However, nearly everyone in her life called her by her nickname: “Mickey.”
It is ironic that Aunt Mickey left us in the month of Thanksgiving. Why? Because I am truly thankful for this wonderful, strong, generous, kind, and funny woman.
Aunt Mickey helped me in ways I could never repay.
I remember being an 18-year-old child of divorce and high school dropout with a vague concept of my future plans (but no clear path to putting those plans into motion). Aunt Mickey knew from talking with me that my two choices were to (A) join the United States Air Force, or to (B) attend college.
In my discussions with Aunt Mickey, I told her I preferred option (B), but asked her “How can I be accepted by a college without a high school diploma or an SAT score?”
Aunt Mickey, having already done the research, said “You don’t need either to enroll at El Camino College. You only need to be 18 years old.”
I enrolled at El Camino College (a wonderful educational institution in the city of Torrance) in 1985.( Collapse )