Thursday, August 9th, 2012 13:07:59
Here’s my first admission: I’m a geek. In school, I was the bookish girl who kept her head down during class and barely talked with other students. A bit of a nerd, geek or whatever other slang word would fit at the time. A voracious reader, I spent most lunch hours during my eighth-grade year reading in the library. It was easier to go there than it was to endure the process of trying to find someone to sit with in the cafeteria.
I come from a long line of geeks. My mother, Jackie Gingrich, had graduated from Auburn University in the 1950s with a math degree in less than three years. More often than not, she had been the only female in her math classes. My father, Newt Gingrich, topped the list for Scientific American’s biggest geek in the Republican primary.