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(While I was on the phone an attendant brought us a letter from Sue Watkins. [...] I was momentarily confused — for my art teacher in high school in Sayre, Pennsylvania had been Helen Bowman, until she married later in life and became Helen Bowman Park. [...] Money was involved with both people, since my Miss Bowman had lent me the money to go through art school in New York City. [...]
[...] The day was cold — about 22 — when I left for 330 at 12:30. [...] It was someone called Danny Olson, from a small town in Missouri. [...]
(Today he told me that he’d found out Jane was in a hospital from someone he writes to in one of the Carolinas, so he called our area hospitals until he learned which one Jane was in. [...]
(At about 8:30 last night, Jane said she’d had a very vivid “experience that was pretty real,” in which for a few seconds she found herself cavorting in very clear and shallow water, feeling really free and enjoying herself greatly. [...] She went to hydro around 10:00 a.m. and was back by 11:00 for a change.
[...] I also thought that although Helen Park said in her letter that there were no strings attached to the donation, still there must be attachments in some form — that it was natural that there would be. The only way out of that situation that I thought of at the moment was that the giving of the gift, and the personal contact it meant, constituted the attachment. [...]
[...] She was surprised to hear from me, and I thanked her for her contribution. The connection was rather faint, but clear enough.
[...] I knew as we talked that his flattering opinion of me, at least, was being shattered.
[...] I’m quite aware of the contradictions in our own behavior, too, as I told Jane after the half-hour conversation was over: We put our work out into the arena where it’s available to anyone, and hope they’ll pay attention to it. [...]
[...] A new lady took Jane’s blood pressure, which was normal.
[...] A student took Jane’s temperature — and it was up to 101.