She spent hours applying makeup and, equipped with steamer trunks full of monogrammed cashmere sweaters, she went to Brigham Young University in Provo, Utah, to seek her destiny. As long as I did what God wanted, my life would be perfect.”Įven in 1972, when other college students were slipping into Indian prints and Birkenstocks to protest racism, dress codes and war, Laake’s faith was unshakable. “Oh, my mother worried that I was tall and smart and would have a tough time snagging a husband,” she said. In the meantime, Laake trusted that her life would be a shiny progression of late-model station wagons and well-scrubbed baby Mormons. The youngest of four children and the only daughter of a wealthy insurance salesman and his wife, Laake grew up pampered in Florida, never doubting that God would send her a husband who, in the Mormon tradition, would eventually allow them to enter the highest level of heaven.
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