And when my mama died two years ago at 92, there were so many former students at her funeral, it brought tears to my eyes, not because she was gone, but because she left a legacy of relationships that could never disappear.
Ja kui mu ema kaks aastat tagasi 92-aastasena suri, siis oli ta matustel  nii palju endisi õpilasi, et see tõi mulle pisara silma, aga mitte sellepärast,  et teda enam ei olnud vaid et ta oli suutnud saavutada lastega sellise kontakti, mis kunagi ei kao.