Be the Advocate — don’t be lazy and think it will go away on its own

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In March of 1973, Los Altos was experiencing the explosion of springtime. Hillsides were awash in emerald green. Fruit trees were laden with pink and white popcorn-esque blossoms and the hint of ensuing warm weather brought excitement to city dwellers, but not my mother.