Annie Johnson

All That Glitters

What a time - the summer of 1963. Up until that point, I hadn’t been living, just existing. The local accounting firm Kamerski and Roberts had just taken me on as an intern, one step closer to my dream job. I live in the small town of Nowhere, Wisconsin. Yeah, you heard that right. The town is named Nowhere. The nail in the coffin of my absolutely ordinary existence. I was never ambitious, but I worked hard in school and planned to be financially stable. I was introverted but never wanted to miss out. I wanted thrills, but cautiously considered the risks.