At 10 I was molested by an evangelical preacher/missionary who was supposed to be my “house parent” in a boarding school in Quito Ecuador. Speaking up did nothing. My family and the church brushed off my story. It was only my fellow boarding schoolmates, many years later, who believed me. Now living in a 55+ community I was approached by an old guy in the gym who made a comment about the butterfly on my tee shirt. If I jump up and down, he said, “it would flap its wings.” I guess he thought that was funny. So, I fear it never ends. Like my schoolmates, women must support each other.
— Irma, age 77