Jane Addams and I met when we were in the woman's suffrage movement fighting for a woman's right to vote. Though I was in my younger years and her in her later stage of life, we became fast friends, both determined to guarantee woman's rights. She did not talk much about her experiences with the Hull House, and I did not inquire much about it. However, when she did talk about it, you could tell that she was loved the immigrants very much, because each time she talked about it, she talked with love.
As I grew older, and was in my thirties or so, my family grew, and my communication with my dear friend faded away. One day I had received a letter saying that Jane Addams was sick and growing old and that I was welcome to visit her anytime. So I packed my things and gave my family my goodbyes, and I was off.
I had finally arrived a couple of days later to her residence in Illinois and when I saw her, I had never seen her so ill, yet her face shown no sign of distress. Her face was pale, and ancient, her eyes were pale blue and were filled with the same love I had not seen for many years. …show more content…
She had mentioned more details about the Hull House than she ever had before, as if she were happy with her accomplishments in life, and as if she was ready finally rest in peace. Then suddenly she told me, " It truly was a blessing that we are once again, able to communicate with one another. I know you are very busy, and I wish you the best of luck." Then she added, " If you ever get stuck in life, do not allow yourself to lose hope because with out it, it will seem as if you no longer have a purpose." Then with that, I left and not much later I had received news that Jane Addams had