My name is Trudy. I arrived in New York, from the German speaking part of Switzerland, on June 18, 1965, understanding a little English. I travelled on a massive ocean liner from England, my home for the longest days of my young life, surrounded by water; alone, all by myself. Each moment of the voyage taking me farther away from the only home I knew, growing up in a modest village, in an old house, where even dreaming had its limits, never knowing of Switzerland's admired beauty worldwide. For hours I gazed at the brilliant, glittering sea, like dancing diamonds; endless time to wonder and doubt that dream of Coming to America . . . fear a constant companion.
I was 23.
I am a retired, successful hair designer, I write in my second language, (published many times.) 5 Anthologies (number 6 this fall) and in 2 poetry books., as well as in Living Springs Publishing, Stories Through the Ages, 2019.