Nana Biography

And we drove, and we got in the car and started driving, and I didn’t even speak. I was so mad. And the whole trip I just decided I would be nasty. Well my mother handled it very well, she just ignored it, I’m sure that’s all. I must’ve been terrible. And of course after I got to Nantucket, I had a marvelous time, but I never admitted to her. I’d much rather be home, I kept saying. But I must’ve been– not very nice, and yet I asked her later on once about it all, and she never made me think I was terrible. I think I was.

You kind of feel now in hindsight – maybe at the time you didn’t feel like you were? 

No, I was just a crummy little girl that summer. I mean, I wasn’t very nice. Here I was getting a lovely vacation and I didn’t want to go, I didn’t want to go with my little brother and go to the seashore and all that business. 

But it wasn’t a lovely vacation for you. It might have been what a grown-up would consider a lovely vacation. 

Yes, but you get out of the heat, that’s the reason you go, and yes, another family went along and they had children and of course it was fun at the beach and all. We had a good time. 

But you probably wanted to be with your gang.

I had a much better time at my home, with my gang at home. I hate to leave.  Well, I imagine your daughters are like that, aren’t they?

Oh, they hated to go to Europe, hated it.

Just resented it. So that’s the childhood part.

You think, you think – I interrupted you and I’m sorry about that, you started to say something about when your mom sent you a way to the convent, and you said you were naughty, but that wasn’t what was naughty, there was something else, and then you, I interrupted you.

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