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Nash, Edith / Practice the here and now: selected writings of Edith Nash
(2001)
Nash, Edith
The naming, p. 9
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The Naming When I was five I went to Sunday School at All Souls Church every Sunday — all the way to the south side of Chicago from Oak Park. Mr. Jenkin Lloyd Jones kissed all the little girls in the front row of the kindergarten class. He had a long white beard and I thought he was Santa Claus. He died when I was five and we didn't go there anymore. I'm named for Edith Lackerstein Jones, his wife. And my middle name, Henriet, is because my mother's best friend was Henriet Roos all the time she was growing up. Their photos in the bathing dresses of the period are a touching picture of female love. I think of them when I see the Primavera of Botticelli, restored and glowing at the Uffizzi in Florence. When I go there I sit in the attendant's chair and just look at this one picture for an hour, entranced. -V 9
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