Remember this little girl, what she said to her grandmother, “You’re old. You can’t do it, but my Imagination works like thunder.” Well, here is thunder. The divorce was already in the works; papers were signed. The month is August, and a week before her birthday, which was October 11, he said to his wife, “On your birthday there will be delivered to your home this stereophonic machine, to play all the records.” “When it came, it was exactly as we had imagined it, a long one, a long one filling almost the wall, and it’s perfectly heavenly. It’s the one thing she wanted; that is, my daughter wanted because all through her life it relaxed her when she heard good music. She put the records on and simply relaxed. As we would relax with something else, she relaxed with good music. And here, he gave it to her on her birthday.”827 ¶6