“Mama could always see me, the way I truly am, although I could never put it to words as she did. Still, I am not to ignorant to know that something is certainly up.

Have you ever had a neighbor, you are supposed to know, but you don’t? It hard to figure, when you live so closed to someone that, after a time, has no more to say to you then ‘Hello’, or ‘Thank you’, or ‘Good-bye’. But Mama says it is not so unusual in this time, when people spend time with one another, and yet know nothing about the other.”