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part of it was due to the fact that she wanted a more regular life than I had. I used to say to her, “You should have married somebody who had a 9:00 to 5:00, fixed schedule and you could count on him to be home every night at 5:30 or something. That was not my life, and she understood that. At one time she said all she was really operating was a quick-order lunch counter because I would come and go and eat on the fly.

She was a fantastic cook, understood food chemistry, had always understood it when she was in college, and actually I thought that she would outlive me. My concern was providing for her, because I thought I would die at a reasonably early age. Of course, we both lived into our eighties and she died at eighty-four. She was a fantastic mechanic, a surprisingly good and competent seamstress.

What kinds of things did she sew? You mentioned to me off-tape that she designed fabrics.

After she died I found in closets bolt upon bolt of special fabrics she had acquired on travels and things of that kind. She did dresses, suits, nothing different, just straight- forward dresses, both daytime and evening.

She sewed a lot of her own clothes, then.

Yes.

Wow.