“Simi, she needs a job.”, said mom. “Why? She is married and her husband should earn and run the house”, I replied furiously. “Her husband h...s left her to feed on her own, as she is unable to bear a child. Simi is not at fault, her husband is, but her in-laws blame her only”, mom replied. I was shocked to hear this and asked her, “From where did you get these details?” She said today and Simi’s mother was talking that only and wanted your help. “Surely I will help”, I said.I gave my official. ."This train of thought served only to confuse her more and the time flew asshe danced and drank and had shouting-right-into-the-ear conversationswith about half of the circle of obviously long term friends. She learnedand promptly forgot names, and had to strain to glean clues so shewouldn't embarrass herself, by getting them wrong having already been toldthem. She discovered that two of those she had thought women were actuallyguys, and worse: ("Why is it worse?!" she asked herself, with no. Than we could digest.I said, “When will Poppy be back?”“Two to three hours.”We watched the little child in her white bed. The orderlies maneuvered it adroitly, carefully, out of the room. Down the hall, into an elevator.Poppy’s fever broke Wednesday evening, October 24. Lina and Matt Whitney brought her home, home to Brookside, Friday morning. She was weak still. But had some color back. And some spirit.Ennio had been told only that she had a bad cold and couldn’t play.It was Friday night,. Yup. Well, that’s what you get with traditions that start in 1850. Recently, the United Nations called us out on it and said we ought to end this racist tradition. The committee on that topic was headed by a black, American woman. Oh, how we laughed. Yes, let’s have Americans lecturing us about racism. How about we lodge a complaint with the UN about thanksgiving? That’s about successful repression of the native Americans, isn’t it? Or how about we all shut the hell up about traditions of other.