It was in the spring of 1945, I think, when James was doing his three-year neuro-psychiatric residency, that he asked one his patients from Athens if she and her husband knew Judge Lee. Of course they did.
He sent word to the Judge where we were and said that we’d like to meet him. Soon he and his wife and Nelda came down to see us. They called and asked us to go out to dinner with them.
It was very, very traumatic to me. All the tense times of my childhood were playing their tapes in my head. What if Mother found out?!
I would never have handled it if James hadn’t been so helpful.
Nelda is eleven years younger than I , and she was so delighted to find that she had a secret sister. Her mother was polite and reserved.
They took us out to eat at some fancy restaurant. I remember very little about that.
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