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Things my mother told me.

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My Mom, Florence Pincus Sokolec, 1995 Never live with a man before you’re married. Nice girls don’t live alone in their own apartment. Get a teaching degree so you can support yourself if you need to. Knees are ugly. Skirts and slacks should cover them. Stick with wool, silk and cotton. Fine fabrics last forever. Always send a thank you card. Never swear. Don’t give your children everything. They need something to wish and work for. It’s as easy to love a rich man as a poor man. Save everything. You never know when it will come in handy. Marriage is hard work. Spend the money you have, not what you expect to receive. Don’t be the last one to leave a party. I’ve broken most of those rules throughout my life. Those I didn’t break, my children have. At this stage of my life, I think Florence had the right idea about most things, especially the knee part. She rarely complained, even while she cared for my father as he lost his mind to Alzheimer’s. But her true legacy to m