I was a teenaged chambermaid. (The adult me wrote a book about it – and resisted the urge to name it just that.) I was part of a large family that ran a little motel in Eunice, Louisiana, from the late 1960s to the late-1990s. At one point or another, we were all chambermaids. I was also a lawn barber, who each week got clobbered … Continue reading I Was a Teenaged Chambermaid