But in spite of the glamour of the job and all the wonderful things she enjoys on the outside of her home…because in that capacity, and as I’m told in his letter, that one of the great status symbols in St. Louis is to be a member of that board. And so, they all love her, all respect her, they all admire her, and she enjoys their friendship, and so all the lovely social graces and friendships are hers outside of her home. But in her home, she’s not been able to entertain any of these people who entertain her. Because twenty-five years ago, her father, just moving like the old man of the sea, fell. Well, being her father, she didn’t want to do anything to simply dispossess him as it were. He said, “In a strange and wonderful way he is a very remarkable man, because not very many men have reached the advanced age of ninety-five without ever having done one day’s work in his life.” Well, that happens to be her father, and he said to me, “a remarkable accomplishment, ninety-five and not once ever having done a day’s work.” So there he sat.781 ¶4