In the lesbian community, most of our talking and writing about love focuses on conventional love relationships in which women think of themselves as lovers or as a couple. But this is only one kind of loving, and there are other love relationships which we seldom talk about and explore. I want to tell the story of me and Corky, two women who have been friends for twenty-five years.
My loving friendship with Corky began in 1954 when we decided to be roommates at the University of Wisconsin. What may seem somewhat unusual about Corky’s importance in my life is the fact that we have never lived in the same place since 1955, and usually we have lived thousands of miles apart. She lived in Boston; I lived in New York. I lived in Massachusetts; she lived in Africa. I lived in Europe; she lived in California. For the past fourteen years I have been in New Jersey and she has been in California. Still, our lives have been touched by one another, and I feel that she has
