This is The Guardian.

The Guardian is a very rare, coiled in a bun.

Although she is usually smartly turned out, smelling of powder and lavender, only Henry knows

how much effort this entails.

Whenever he tries to cut her nails, give her a bath or change her clothes, Ida's small

face contorts into something unrecognizable.

She becomes like a fierce, cornered animal.

In recent Ida's families moved to New York from Austria in 1935 when both were ten years

old.

They met at the City College of New York, and in 1948, two years to the day after graduation,

they married.

Allowing for the usual ups and downs, their marriage was a good one.

They liked the same novels and films and shared a love of chamber music.

Her apartment is lined with books and a large collection of Deutsche Gramophone LPs.

There isn't a CD in the house because, as Henry explained, they couldn't bear to betray

their beloved vinyl.

While Henry took to American culture right away, Ida continued to miss the V&E's world

she had known as a child.

And while Henry joined a mid-level architectural firm and embarked on a career, Ida struggled

to find her identity.

She wanted to be a writer, then a photographer, then a decorator.

She wanted, she said, to carve out something of her own, but nothing ever came of it.

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