By Delores Wilson, November 7, 2019 — She looked to be about 4 or 5 years [old]. However, she was very attentive to the needs of the man who I presumed was her father. I watched him as I sat across from them at the 30th Street Train Station waiting for a friend to come into town on the train. He was in a large, jazzy chair, sitting in a chair gave him the appearance of being very tall in spite of his condition, he looked very healthy, executive, athletic type. In spite of his physical shortcomings, he [had] great parenting skills. The little girl was such a joy to watch, very girly-like as they shared a sandwich and a soda together. After they had eaten, she perched herself on the chair, like taking the helm to a ship. First to the trashcan, then out the door. Strawberry Blonde in charge.
