PART II

Easter

"Come back, Linda, come back!" I heard Mommy cry out. You see, I was leaving here, and we both knew it, all of a sudden. Soon afterwards, I knew why because god showed me, and I wanted to help Mommy see why. She didn't have anybody to talk to about God the way we did together, after I left, and she was all lost and sad.

When I went back to the hospital on the night before Halloween, I stayed only until November 16, 1950. That was the day I left. It was on Thursday, and the time was 1:35 p.m.

Then the nurses took Mommy out of the room. She couldn't stand it, being away from me while I was leaving her. But in a little while, she knew in her heart I was with God and that He had sent for me to come to be with Him. And since she loved Him so much, she felt a little better.

For several days before I left Mommy, there hung a dress and slippers on the back of my door in the hospital. Aunt Dorothy visited me and wanted to make me happy, so she asked Mommy what she could bring me.

Mommy knew that for a long time I had wanted a ballet costume that was all spangles and white, all shining. She told Aunt Dorothy what I said. "I want a ballet costume all white satin and tulle, all fluffy, with a little pink and white on it," I told Mommy when she asked me. I wanted some pink on it because I wanted pink ballet slippers too. Aunt Dorothy's eyes sparkled because she could do something to make me happy.

That same day, Aunt Dorothy called two places in Washington where she lived, where they made ballet costumes. One place didn't have what she asked for.

At the other place, a woman answered the telephone. "Come right over; I have a ballet costume here that will fit your description exactly, and it's the exact size for the child."

When she got there, there was a funeral parlor on the first floor. The lady's husband was an undertaker, and they knew all about illness.

Aunt Dorothy told her about me, and that I had a lump in me that was called a long name. She told my aunt about an old doctor in Canada who had claimed to cure many people from it with a serum he would not send out of the country. He said it had to be given only under the conditions he gave it under, called the Hett Treatment, at 1441 Sandwich Street, East Windsor.

While Mommy listened to this, they sat together in the waiting room, Aunt Dorothy and Mommy. They heard a lady there talking about the same thing. Mommy went to talk to the woman, and she gave her a little booklet about the work the doctor had done. She wanted to take me there, but there wasn't enough time.

Everybody knew I would be leaving soon, but Mommy kept begging them not to give up hope about me. They did everything for me that they could.

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