 This is Linda as a wee baby. It's the spring of 1944. Mrs. Sam Johnson's on the left. She came up to officiate the birth and that is Sam Houston's wife, Albertine, who was holding Linda. She began life objecting. We were living at 30th place. We lived there for 18 years and I never love a home more. She still has those pretty dimples. There she is on the bathonette which had a top that you could strap her on to for a little sunning and layer where the sun came in through the window. There she is in the baby boogie that Mr. Justice Tom Clark gave her when she was born. A very durable baby boogie and survived at least five children. I used to lend it out to everybody who had a baby. We often talked about getting a pony to pull it. It was so big. To me in those days, all the gurgling was fascinating. That's why you see so many feet of it. This is the backyard at 30th place in which I lavished a lot of affection and a lot of work. That's the little terrace where we used to have a lot of summer meals. Zebra had just been with us about a year and a half at that time. Dr. Reed, my next door neighbor, helped me with all the flowers. The peonies were my very favorites and they were really lovely specimens. And they were climbing roses on the back of a screened porch. Screened porch was a scene of a lot of happy time. As Linda Burrett in her bath, always one of her favorite moments of the day. I don't know whether she'd like me to show it to her friends these days or not. A juicy morsel or toe. And in her playpen, we used to have such good times on the screen porch. It was the summer of 44. A rattler, which she used to teed on. She got her first tooth when she was five months old. Speaker used to come out and see us a lot in those days. And from then on through his life, Linda Burrett was one of his fast friends. Now, she's lying beside a window through which she very nearly fell. I came one morning and found that the straps had slipped and that she had fallen out between the bed and the window sill. Here I am on the back porch holding her. Getting her to eat was never one of the problems. Back here, I was also full of lovely hydrangeas and hollyhocks. It was a time for gardening. I had a 30-foot plot out of which I would produce enough to feed the family all summer and put up everything that you could possibly can. Getting away, tomatoes, got to be quite a chore. Nobody would come for them anymore. I had to deliver them. That's one of Linda's prettiest dresses. We went on Aunt Effie's bed. You see, I wish she's praying or objecting. I used to combine a sunbathe with playing with her frequently by making a pallet out in the backyard. Also, it was a good way to get a lot of the gardening done. I could just pop her into the playpen. I got the weeds out of the zinnias. In those days, Bill Deeson and I were good gardeners. Here's Bill. He's stalking up the tomatoes, I think. He was with the Navy and stayed at our house. In fact, the third floor at 30th place, which is not even finished in those days, but just a look at that lovely lemon lilies. The third floor had a series of young men who were between ships on two weeks leave from the Army, the Navy, the Air Force. It was hard to get a hotel room in Washington in those days, and it was just a place to land for everyone who came to town.