592 East 141st Street

Bronx, New York

December 9th, 1943

Dear Joe,

 

            Thanks for the Christmas card.  I haven’t started to mail mine yet but you can be sure you’re on my list.

            The other day I took a five hour test for entrance to Brooklyn College and I’ll never forget it because it left me with a splitting headache, a stiff neck, a sore back and very blurry eyes.  Right now I’m trying to convince myself that I passed it but I don’t seem to be doing so well.

            I bet you miss your two little nephews.  It’s sad you can’t be with them for Christmas.  Well after the war is over you’ll be with them for early Christmas.

            I guess you miss New York and all the people.  Is it lonely up in Nova Scotia?  I know that if I left New York I’d want to come right back.  I guess you felt the same way about “Good Old Virginia”.  Well I haven’t anything else to write so here’s hoping you have a very merry Christmas and write soon. 

 

I am as ever,

 

Murriel