“Mommy, my school is going to celebrate May Day!” I was so excited. May Day was familiar, and not many things were anymore. My whole life had changed when we left a remote mining camp in Colorado for a suburb of New York City located in New Jersey. The year was 1952, and I was a third-grader attending my third school since October. My father had an important new job that was— —“top secret,” and he traveled much of the time. Instead of the many friends
