From November 16, 2018

As I was painting, I notice an older woman seated on a bench. Ecarlatte said it was the mother of the little girl who I had taken to church. Her father died last week, and the mother wanted her and her brother, who also lives with us, to come to the funeral.  Have you noticed that I had not mentioned the girl’s name? That is because it is hard to pronounce and impossible to spell. Her name sounds like Alice-stanni. Everyone pronounces it differently. I have spelled it differently in previous Journal entries. I asked Ecarlatte to have the mother write the girl’s name down so we can learn it. The woman said she could not write. Nor could she spell her daughter’s name.

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