We became very good friends. I loved her very much, and she loved me very much. We helped each other a great deal through our terrible grief, and she did quite well on the program.

Those several weeks when she and I were working together and having fun together, I wanted so badly to go into the closet in Linda's room and take out her doll, a storybook doll, all dressed in lace, which was in a white box with blue circles on it. I couldn't bring myself to go into that closet. I couldn't bring myself to take away anything there; there was the feeling that Linda was there, though, of course, she wasn't, but we hold onto things for a while, and, at the same time, I wanted so badly to go in and take that box out of there, give that doll to that child, but I couldn't bring myself to do it.

Suddenly Mrs. Miller called me; she had found me at my mother's home. She'd been trying to get in touch with me for hours and hours and had tried to get me at my home, and I wasn't there. She finally reached me at my mother's home.

She said, "Eleanor, Linda has appeared to me for the third time. Again, I was holding the same little book-I awoke in a terrible sweat-I saw Linda dancing and laughing, so happy, and she was saying, 'You silly, weak, pretty, funny, lovely Mommy-dearest Mommy-take the box!'" She saw my hand only, stretched out, taking this box, a white box with blue dots on it, the identical box-and Linda handing me the box so gleefully.

That was the beginning of my release from this bond of trying to hold onto the things that were no longer Linda's; she didn't want them, she wanted other children to have them and be happy with them. It was a wonderful help to me. I dashed home lickity-split, ran into the closet, grabbed that box and took it over to that child's house so fast-and she was very happy to have the doll. The whole episode was really a wonderful help to me.

That was the story just as Mommy told it.

Mommy's stronger now, and I think she's been helped enough so that she can really help others now. She teaches other little children. She gives them the feeling that God loves them and that He wants to make them happy if they will do good and please Him. That's the whole secret of being happy and useful.

She was teaching a boy who the principal said changed his whole personality in the five months Mommy worked with him. He stopped causing all kinds of interruptions and got so quiet the teacher didn't know he was there, and he studied hard all the time. Next, Mommy taught Nancy.

Nancy went with Mommy to see a sundial. It was a very unusual one, because it was on a house, in the middle of it, near the roof. It was a big sun dial, and you can tell the time very clearly on it when the sun is shining. It was at 622 Deepdene Road, right near my school, Roland Park Public School, #233.

It was 1:30 p.m. when Mommy and Nancy and Nancy's friend, Jimmy, got there, and the sun was shining. Mommy sat and looked at it, and she remembered how much we loved the house. The front door that had two parts to it; when the bottom one was closed, I looked at her out of the top open one and waved to her when we went to see the house. I used to sit on the benches on the little porch, and I was very happy there because I could be very near my little friends and my school.

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