80 BED NUMBER TEN
In fact, the first time I went out with Bill, I was staying at her
home. Chickie's father now assumed the role with me, standing
there in his marvelous, old-fashioned way, checking out this Bill
Baier. Thank goodness, Bill passed inspection. Chickie was my
maid of honor when Bill and I were married.
Over the years, the four of us became very close friends. I was
even comfortable tonight about Hans seeing me. Most men
didn't seem able to handle looking at me in this condition, but I
could relax with Hans. He was a friend, and we'd been through
a great deal together.
Chickie was busy moistening a washcloth to wipe my face.
"We had a letter from Oma, today," Hans said. "She wanted us
to be sure to greet you."
Oma was Mrs. Flick, Hans's mother, who lived in Holland.
We met her at Hans and Chickie's wedding, but I got to know
her well on our first trip to The Hague. Although she spoke very
little English, that didn't matter. She was one of those marvelous
people you can understand and relate to without language.
She told Bill not to worry about me while he was at his
conference; she was going to take care of me. The first day I was
there, Mrs. Flick took me into a little Dutch bookstore and
asked the owner for two small dictionaries. They were red,
about one-and-a-half by two inches. And she wanted both
English-Dutch and Dutch-English, in case she and I got into
trouble. At the time, America's space program was getting a
good deal of publicity, and she told the shopkeeper that I was
from Houston, Texas. He was a delightful little bald man who
spoke no English, and he became very excited and exclaimed,
"Aha! Space City, USA." Each day after that, she showed up at
the hotel, put her arm through mine, and off we went.
Two years later, when we moved to Holland, Mrs. Flick
became our grandmother, our Oma, for the year. She said her
family and ours were in America, so she would be our Oma.
"She's very excited and determined about coming for the
holidays," Chickie said. "She'll be here in about two weeks."
"Of course, we'll bring her to see you," Hans added.
Both Hans and Chickie tried to mask the sadness in their eyes.