She grew up in a beautiful home, she said. To illustrate, she told this story: Once, I went over to my Auntie's house. She and my Uncle were arguing. I was shocked. "Adults fight, too, Auntie?' I asked. "I thought fighting was only for kids ." You see, Dr. Elizabeth? My parents gave us a beautiful childhood. I was about nine years old when I learned that adults could [be selfish], too. As she told the story, I felt myself unable to breathe at the perfection of it all. What kind of love and selflessness must have permeated that home? What a legacy. Exactly the legacy that by God's grace I want to leave my children.