January 28, 2011
My mother A. was an extraordinary woman. I should write a book about her one day. Her own mother R. died of an unusual blood condition when she was only 32 and my mother was 12. So my mother was brought up by her father, and her aunt T. Her cousin P and and my mother A were of the same age, and she aand P were like brother and sister, with a deep bond which remained all through their lives. Her beauty and vitality were already apparent as a little girl and a teenager. Visible even on old photographs.