Martha Pulley Kamp

Notes	Then	Now
After graduation, I went to California for a year. Strangely enough, I was at a Navy base in the middle of the Mojave Desert. It was actually too strange for me, and I returned to Oklahoma to marry my terrific husband, Dick, a dentist in private practice. We adopted a baby girl in 1967. Of course, 19 months later we had a baby boy. Five days after Ted was born, I had a major stroke and had to re-learn how to walk, talk, read, and write. Medical equipment being what it was then, the ob-gyn told me I had “dissociative hysteria” and it was all psychological. (Some 34 years later an MRI confirmed a stroke and that ‘crazy’ is certainly a relative term.) A few years after that, Dick and I had another son, Greg. I almost wrote I hadn’t done anything stupendous with my life…however I am reminded I worked six years at the John Keyes School for the Deaf. I also nursed son Greg for a long time after he was in a horrible accident that resulted in brain surgery, coma, and eventual recovery but with seizures – which are now controlled. I guess my one gift, apart from loving my husband and children, is that I still make people smile. And, oh yes, I can brag on my six fabulous grandchildren, ranging from age 14 on down. Recent years have brought my “fair share” of surgeries – including spinal. About 18 months ago, I was diagnosed with breast cancer. After surgery and radiation, I am lopsided but cancer free. I keep up with choir practice, a few close friends, and am semi-interested in the computer. So any way my OLD FRIENDS want to keep in touch is good with me. Fondly, Martha

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