Scrutiny in Santa Fe
Pat grew up in Chicago’s near north side, a ways away from her Santa Fe home these days. She spent her childhood in Illinois moving from Chicago, to Villa Park, to Glen Ellen as her parents became more financially successful. Her parents met at 16 and 18 and married at 19 and 21. She told us this wasn’t unusual in the war. She remembers her mom saying everyone was getting married because they were grabbing on to someone before they were maybe dead.
Pat looked at her past with a sort of bittersweet filter. She revels in the memories of her past, the freedom and safety she felt but at the same time she seems to feel the weight of some of the injustices that flanked her childhood.
Pat married an Evanston man a year older than her while she was still in university. They had a daughter soon after but her brief stint at the classic American Dream was disrupted. Her husband was a commissioned officer in ROTC. As a fighter pilot her husband was in high demand in the war and was deployed to Vietnam soon after their marriage. He was killed one month after he got there.
We talked a bit about what freedom means, and Pat had an analogy I hadn’t heard before that put a fine point on what many people have said so far
We spoke with Pat's husband, Jack as well, which was a similarly enlightening conversation. Check it out here: A Caring Colonel