Escape Artist

One of our neighbors who is an 85 year old jewish,still politically active left wing radical came over with some banana nut bread today. She met her now deceased husband at an anti nuke demonstration and his death just before his 101st birthday has left her somewhat lost. I have occassionally been asked to come over and show her again how to send something by e-mail, or to fix something that she has managed to screw up on her computer, but I think mostly she just wants company. (I also think she is one of the less blessed when it comes to understanding current technology, but she does have a good heart.)
Today she was telling us about the new feral cats she has aquired and wanting an option other than animal control, so I tried to find her some alternatives to try. Then things went to the past and other neighbors. She confuses two of the daughters of some folks who lived on the corner. In her attempt to idenitify the one she was speaking of she said "she was twinkie for years" There was a short silence where my Dad said, I think she said twinkie to which she replied I did. She then said but that was at Disneyland.
After a moment when no one quite knew how to respond I asked if she perhaps meant tinker bell? Sure enough that was who she meant. She said something later about being close enough as I figured it out to which I replied.. It was a reach actually.
It now occurs to me that this neighbor is a twinkie, and that I probably know a few folks I would give this newly adopted designation to.