ABSTRACT
Esther Skirboll started college as a freshman when her son was just two and her daughter an infant and continued my college education throughout their school years. It took her nine long years to earn her undergraduate degree, taking classes part time most of the time. Her dream was to major in anthropology. While she anticipated each class, it was not until she was a junior and began to savor the fragrance of a bachelor's degree in anthropology around the corner that she felt the first twinge of the G effectG is for goal. She experienced graduate school with the heightened anticipation of spending hours in the library, reading the literature, and talking with other graduate students about anthropology. She was relegated to assisting in cultural anthropology classes, which were second class in the eyes of the small in-group of archaeology graduate students.
