March 7th, 2001


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I talked to Elaine today. She got my package. A poem I wrote for her, framed in a "floating" glass frame. She loved the poem, said it "made her cry", and she hung it where she can see it when she leaves in the mornings and where visitors can see it when passing by her room. I feel so happy to be able to do something like this, to give this kind of gift.