I know a 2 year old named Alice. She has blond curls and the bluest eyes. Her baby brother is James.
Some time back I talking to one of her classmates, a few grades below her but he had a class with her. I had asked him about her; he was a just retired high Federal government official and had many contacts, so I just knew he could give me some info. He could not, however. He said the principal taught the class and sometime he would have to leave and he would give her his notes to write on the board. Each occasion was an exciting event, he fondly reminisced.
When I jokingly told him my designs for her, he gave me this wry, fatherly smile, and said, “You and everybody else.”