On the way she became separated from her parents, and found herself in charge of her 8 year old brother. When the boxcar arrived she looked down and saw her brother was missing a shoe. “ Why are you so stupid!” she shouted at him, the way older sisters are inclined to do. “ Can’t you keep track of your things?”
This was nothing out of the ordinary except that these were the last words that were passed between them, for they were herded into different cars and never saw each other again.
Nearly 50 years later
Is she 100% successful?
We would have to presume not. But no matter.
Such a distinction is not a standard to live up to, but a framework of possibility to live in to.