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Helen Angell Fox letters to Bess Peebles Fox, January-May 1944

1944-02-03 Helen Fox to Bess Peebles Fox Page 1

[Feb. 3, 1944]
Thursday evening
Dear Mother,
I just got home from work and am sitting up in bed writing while Juliette darns mountains of hose and chatters nonsense. She has cleared but doesn't know yet when she goes. Fran left today. I'll tell you later where she went. [Pacific for Juliette & Fran both.  Helen Dike, who left last week, turned up in Spokane, Washington with 82nd General Hosp. Juliette says hello to you and wants to know if you'd like to swap the old model. She'd like to be adopted. She's a beautiful character, she says. She also says she is a "white yogi" (and foretells the future with a batting average of .500.) When she is feeling well, she burps and when she is excited she can't and then we worry. We have had so much fun and sit here and laugh like fools. Every night as she undresses she jitterbugs, and since she is 5 ft 7 and quite stately and poised, the sight of her in her knit snuggies is something.
This morning Juliette, Fran & I went to the Pentagon this morning for our last shots. So now typhus is added & tetanus, smallpox, and typhoid. Ten altogether! When we came out we were going into different taxis, so Fran kissed me goodbye. Then, Juliette did too, & I said I was going to see her again so it wasn't necessary. The M. P. on duty stepped up and said "But you aren't going to see me again." So we parted with merriment instead of sadness.

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[Feb. 3, 1944] Thursday evening Dear Mother, I just got home from work and am sitting up in bed writing while Juliette darns mountains of hose and chatters nonsense. She has cleared but doesn't know yet when she goes. Fran left today. I'll tell you later where she went. [Pacific for Juliette & Fran both. Helen Dike, who left last week, turned up in Spokane, Washington with 82nd General Hosp. Juliette says hello to you and wants to know if you'd like to swap the old model. She'd like to be adopted. She's a beautiful character, she says. She also says she is a "white yogi" (and foretells the future with a batting average of .500.) When she is feeling well, she burps and when she is excited she can't and then we worry. We have had so much fun and sit here and laugh like fools. Every night as she undresses she jitterbugs, and since she is 5 ft 7 and quite stately and poised, the sight of her in her knit snuggies is something. This morning Juliette, Fran & I went to the Pentagon this morning for our last shots. So now typhus is added & tetanus, smallpox, and typhoid. Ten altogether! When we came out we were going into different taxis, so Fran kissed me goodbye. Then, Juliette did too, & I said I was going to see her again so it wasn't necessary. The M. P. on duty stepped up and said "But you aren't going to see me again." So we parted with merriment instead of sadness.