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name: Lucy Adams
about: Lucy Adams was born a small-town girl and has remained one all of her life. She entered into the world in 1968 in the little hospital in Waynesboro, Georgia. Her parents took her home to a 2 year-old brother whose eventual forms of torture included talking her into sniffing pepper and making her swim in the plastic baby pool with his 300 pound pet pig (which her parents took to the packing plant right as feelings of affection began to grow between Lucy and the hog). Other vivid memories from that period of her life include running from an attack gander (which also met with the dining room table), playing “The Olden Days” with her brother, and pounding on asbestos tiles with a hammer in “The Work Pile.”The early, formative years of her life Lucy Adams was born a small-town girl and has remained one all of her life. She entered into the world in 1968 in the little hospital in Waynesboro, Georgia. Her parents took her home to a 2 year-old brother whose eventual forms of torture included talking her into sniffing pepper and making her swim in the plastic baby pool with his 300 pound pet pig (which her parents took to the packing plant right as feelings of affection began to grow between Lucy and the hog). Other vivid memories from that period of her life include running from an attack gander (which also met with the dining room table), playing “The Olden Days” with her brother, and pounding on asbestos tiles with a hammer in “The Work Pile.”The early, formative years of her life definitely reveal a great deal about Lucy’s psyche, but that was only the beginning. Lucy’s family lived in Burke County until she turned five. In 1974, they moved to 10 acres in Harlem, Georgia. Although the property already had a proper barn, her father insisted on building a second barn. It wasn’t long before that barn blew over and was never rebuilt. For weeks it neatly rested like, a house of cards folded in on itself, until her father could face the mess.When Lucy started first grade at age 7, her daddy bought her mother a poodle to serve as a surrogate child while Lucy attended school. The dog didn’t do the trick. Lucy soon found herself harnessed with a little sister. No longer the baby of the family, she took to mischief, such as dropping cats out of the hayloft. Another brother followed three years later and yet another three years after that. At least Lucy knew she had left a large gap in the family structure when she started school. Being the oldest of three middle children gave her a great deal of below-the-radar time on her hands, which she used to ride her horse to the grocery store to buy both it and her a coke to share, follow a near-by creek to its source 10 miles across the county, and light fires in the woods skirting the same pasture in which the barn collapsed.Lucy loved school and enjoyed being teachers’ pet, despite struggling with reading time on a clock and fighting the memorization of the multiplication table with every fiber of her being. After attending Columbia County public schools through the 6th grade, she finished 7th-12th grades at a private preparatory school in nearby Martinez, Georgia. From there she attended the University of Georgia, the alma mater of her father and his parents. Coming of age in the 80s, the Golden Age of High School as her brother-in-law refers to the decade, there is much about those years Lucy refuses to go on record with. Suffice it to say, she enjoyed herself.While at UGA, Lucy pledged and initiated into the Alpha Alpha Chapter of Phi Mu sorority. She broke up with her high school boyfriend. She met her husband. She made life-long friends. She spent a quarter on the ski slopes of Utah finding herself. And on a side note, she earned a degree in education in 1992. Augusta State University, then Augusta College, was the next stop on Lucy’s convoluted route. She participated in graduate studies in Psychology which resulted in an M.S. in experimental psych. That was her ticket to return to the University of Georgia in 1994 to work toward a Ph.D. in developmental psychology. She arrived back in Athens a married woman who still desired to live the life of a student; and did, until getting pregnant. In 1995, her first child, a boy, wreaked havoc on her academic career. By August of 1997, a second son joined their little family and put the goal of doctorate asunder. At least that’s Lucy’s excuse. She wanted to leave the program anyway. Thus, with all of her coursework completed, and a Graduate Certificate of Gerontology tucked in her curriculum vitae, she ducked out on the dissertation.The timing was perfect, since she and her husband moved their family to Encinitas, California for the ...more