Sept 20, 1943: when I’m alone I get morbid. Will write you what I do and when, if ever. (Sylvia, 1 of 2 parts)
Sylvia is waiting with Adrienne for Alex’s parents and siblings to arrive. Adrienne is all dressed up for the occasion and this letter is mostly her idle observations of the … Continue reading
January 15, 2025 · Leave a comment
Sept 17, 1943 “They come of course from the city and are more alert.” (Alex)
I was really torn about whether to title this post with the quote from this letter: “this is the flap that goes down when you want to use your dickey.” … Continue reading
January 13, 2025 · Leave a comment
