The Road to Love? Not Always Direct, by Mary Wells

I had  been a child actress and had attended the Neighborhood Playhouse and Carnegie Tech’s drama school and it was assumed by my family that I would continue in the theater.

But while waiting for my husband to graduate I needed to earn a living, and the woman running the advertising department of a retail store in Youngstown, OH, figured that a theater background with the love of writing that had won me a number of awards should add up to a good copywriter in her department – and hired me.

It was love at first sight, meant to be, destiny, all that stuff. I never looked back.

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