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school teacher, whom she still thought was a very remarkable teacher, who was the head mistress of the school in England where she went.

This came to me with considerable poignance as she said it. She said, “It's true. I just don't know anything about having a home of my own.”

I think I had said something about, “You're really so wonderful the way you casually disturb yourself and move out of your room when all these funny upstate politicians stay here. It's wonderful the way you do that and adapt yourself to camping out with me, and so forth.”

She said, “I'm so glad you're here and I can do it, but as a matter of fact, it isn't something for me. You know, this isn't my home. That isn't my room that I sleep in down there. You know, I've never had a home of my own. First I lived with my relatives, grandmothers and aunts. I lived in their houses and was moved from one to the other. Then I lived in a boarding school. Then I came home and still lived in somebody else's house. One of my relatives took me in and I lived there. Then I married Franklin and, of course, you know, Mrs. Sara Roosevelt, Franklin's mother, took us right in. We lived in her house. Nothing could ever be even said about it. She was very sweet and set aside a little apartment for us in her house. She was very kind.