I decided to trim a hat for Mommy with the paper. It was a hat I liked on her, but it was getting old. The next day I fixed the hat.

She laughed and thanked me when I made a ribbon to go around the hat with a big paper rose at the top. The colors were deep pink and bright yellow and pale green. The ribbon paper was deep pink.

It was Ford who always knew what I meant, though, more than anybody. We always had a new game. We made people out of things and things out of people. We had special names for everything, and we liked to find treasures. We could find them anywhere.

Most of all we wanted to find the "magic treasure." So we looked everywhere.

We were still looking for it when I went to see Ford. I was almost grown up when he lived on the island during the summers.

I liked my school, the Leal School, in Urbana very much. The principal, Miss Flossie Wiley, was very good to all the children and the teachers made us very happy. Mrs. Fletcher and Mrs. Houser were my kindergarten teachers before I left Urbana in 1948.

I didn't want to leave Urbana, because of my friends and my school, but in February 1947, Granddaddy had been badly hurt and Daddy was asked to teach in Baltimore.

So we went. One evening, coming home from my music lesson, I cried to Mommy about my friends, but I found new ones. I loved my new grown-up school, too, the Roland Park Public School in Baltimore.

That's when I really started to be a grown-up, in Baltimore. We lived in an apartment house near Valerie for a while. Then we moved into one that we lived in for a year, the Chadford. The first one was the Bradford.

Barbara and Pat stayed with me sometimes at the Chadford. They were pretty and very nice to me. Pat taught me some ballet dancing, and we sewed together too.

I went to see Granddaddy and Grandmommy a lot. They were always glad to see me.

My Grandaddy was a doctor, Dr. David Franklin, and he worked very hard, much harder than anybody else. He got up at night to go out in the rain and the cold to help people, and many times in very, very deep snow and ice.

Daddy was in the navy from 1944 in the springtime to March 2, 1946. He flew in an airplane, and he didn't like the ride when he came home. He met us in Chicago.

We had been staying with Grandmommy and Granddaddy in Baltimore the last six months Daddy was gone. We closed up our little white house until he came back.

We went back to Baltimore in February 1948. We were there on the night of February 10. Granddaddy started to remember again what happened to him on February 10, 1947. He groaned and groaned. We heard him. Mommy said he was reliving the terrible tragedy and the terrible pain. He always had pains in his head after he got hurt. He slept on six pillows, propped up high, and he was hard to awaken when he took his afternoon nap.

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