Voices on the Wind Ambiguous Voices
Memo from Elizabeth Ware Packard, 1897 by Wilda Morris Disbelieving in the total depravity of humankind, baking biscuits when my husband wanted bread, looking disheveled at dawn after keeping watch through the night with a sick daughter—these were all arguments my husband gave to prove me insane and keep me locked away in an asylum so my views would not impact our children or parishioners in the church he pastored. When I was released, he said he was showing his congregation the ways of God by locking me in an icy room without winter clothes, window nailed shut, refusing me the comfort of family prayers, not letting me see my children. Which of us was crazy? Then again, maybe I was insane to have gone back home.