Mud Road

The storm broke just as I reached the outskirts of Iowa City. An unexpected boon, since I had decided to just drive in the country regardless of the weather.

Storm clouds threaten. Photo taken on return trip to “Mud Road” just outside Iowa City, 1988.

It had been raining for weeks — heavy, dark, driving rains. March rains, holding potential for record snowfalls with just a slight dip in temperature. I was “playing hooky.” Well, not exactly — I had bailed out on obligations that I never really needed to take on in the first place. I was…

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Retired professor, feminist, writer, photographer, activist, grandmother of 5, overall Wise Woman. Phd UIA School of Journalism & Mass Communication, 1994.

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Georgia NeSmith

Retired professor, feminist, writer, photographer, activist, grandmother of 5, overall Wise Woman. Phd UIA School of Journalism & Mass Communication, 1994.