 But she did. She had her own art. She wrote, she drew, she sewed. And I think that she let me live in my imagination, for better or for worse, sometimes. And that has everything to do with the fact that I'm a professor now and that I can call myself a writer now. Because I knew nothing about how one became a professor. And it's two black professors when I was an undergraduate who said, you should really think about being a professor.