Our nurse, Sister Mary Bernard, (she had the image and kindness of Mother Teresa) taught us etiquette class as well as caring for our medical problems. Sister Claire took care of the “babies” — it was how we were grouped, and the younger children were called “the babies.” Sister Claire made sure clothes for everyone were clean and ready for changes. Sister would take clothing that required mending to the sewing room to Miss Brown who came in to help at the orphanage. Miss Brown had a small, old radio and somehow, I would find myself sitting on the floor in the sewing room listening to that radio, while Miss Brown’s foot steadily worked the pedal of the sewing machine. To this day I love music, especially the songs from my childhood.