I was born at Stanford University where IQ’s come out ahead of the babies. As a child I was bright, both in temperament and in intelligence. I had a high IQ. I was the second of two girls born into a family with many issues it wished to hide. A psychologist by nature, I investigated my family from the inside out.
My mother was an innocent who was afraid of her mother-in-law, my Grandma Ethe. This was no accident. My father had suffered at his mother’s overly-assertive hands and was naturally drawn toward a sweet, naive woman to be his bride. Ethel, on the other hand, was a loud, outspoken woman with opinions. She had large hips, a large bust, and she swaggered when she walked, especially if she was upset about something. She was up-to-date on political affairs, had published a book at the age of 40, and had…