We all have our reasons, don’t we? My own reason is that I took a good old psychology course with a dear man named Dr. Kindred at Stetson University. (But what’s in a name, right?) He was a brilliant man and since I was in reverse and undercover at the time, I looked as if I didn’t care and didn’t pay attention. But I truly was. I think Freud was right on a lot of things.
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