3V0973.01 “I found another Mommy-letter” (9/21/80)
So Peggy exclaimed, sitting on the piano bench as she held up a letter
“C” she found. (Of course, she means it is a “G” which I once told her
was the first letter of Gretchen’s name. I can’t escape the strength
with which such a simple comment permitted Peggy to lock on an
identification of that symbol by attaching it to a very rich center of her
affective and cognitive life.