Maya Angelou

I Was Gagged Too. Moving Beyond Is Key

I Was Gagged Too. Moving Beyond Is Key

Listening to the painful and acrimonious testimony regarding the nomination of Brett Kavanaugh to the Supreme Court brought back memories of a long and deep conversation I had with the great Maya Angelou 30 years ago.

Angelou had come to New London for her one-woman show. We talked at a table in the bar of the Lighthouse Inn. She drank sherry. I drank tea, more to stay committed to my then still-nascent sobriety than to keep a clear head. I wanted to do more than ask a columnist’s questions, and Angelou, gracious, kind and intuitive, gave me hours to work up the nerve.

I finally told her that, at 13, I had read her autobiography, “I Know Why...