The Pandemic’s Impact on Single Moms is a Wake-up Call

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A little over twenty years ago, I met a young woman from Florida who was traveling with a group of hippies. Like most of the traveling hippies I met back then, she had a hippie nickname: Pixie. I was a college student and loved meeting people like Pixie, though I was envious of their adventures and freedom. I had basically reinvented myself when I moved from my small town on the edge of “coal…