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(Thoughts of her birthday at once led her to Mother’s Day and her own mother, Marie. Jane talked at length about the welter of conflicting events surrounding Marie and herself. She realized that as a youngster she had loved her mother, and tried hard to do things for her, even when Marie had rejected her efforts say, in buying a nightgown of the “wrong” color.

(Then we talked about her grandparents in connection with Jane and Marie; her grandmother’s death; the lawsuit against the town, which I don’t think I’d heard about before; welfare; Jane’s grandfather, Joseph Burdo, and her feelings for him, and so forth. She told me how a traffic light was installed at the corner of Lake Street and Nelson Avenue, as a result of the suit Marie won against the city, concerning her grandmother’s death. Jane recalled no details about the suit, the time it took, the money involved. She’d been perhaps five or six years old. I said that once again Jane had been presented with extremes of behavior in the family. There hadn’t been any middle ground, it seemed. She talked about her grandfather’s death at the age of 68, when she was 20 years old. I was surprised to hear her say that she’d never read any of her poetry to him.)