They canceled my class and I’ve been sitting at the computer all day working on one of the documents I collected about Grandma. This was a devastating report made about conditions in her nursery. The report was made in 1941 or 42; she wrote her book in 1944; so she survived the report and went on fighting to finish her building. I keep trying to understand what she must have felt when the report came out. I guess I can only use my imagination; I’ll never know.