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Helen Fox Angell letters to Bess Peebles Fox, July 1944-April 1945

1944-12-14 Helen Fox to Bess Peebles Fox Page 1

December 14, 1944
Dear Mother,
Much to my sorrow, I find I haven't written for a week.  I'm afraid I'm not going to be much of a correspondent till after Christmas, as we're going at quite a tempo.  It's awfully hard to write, as the last letter I had from you was written November 10th.  Darn the Christmas packages!
Well, I'll plug along and write what I can, even if you'll answer some months later.
In spite of my remarks about packages, your number 18 and 21 arrived and were ever-so-nice.  I'm now well-stocked with stationery, I think, and the stockings will be most welcome.  I've had fun cracking the nuts and so have the rest.  Of course we have the fig bars and hot chocolate and cheese.  We will bake the cake when we entertain next.  I'm giving the muffin mix to Mrs Goddard, who has been so nice to me.  We are having a run on soup now that it feels chillier.  It's every bit as good as freshly made soup.  I don't know why we looked down on American sardines.  I think they could compete with King Oscar any day.  The Kotex is making me happier right now.  I think it is a swell idea to use it for packing.  
Now for news, if any.  Last Friday we started working on decorations in earnest.  We have to furnish them for the whole post - eight trees and all the wards and mess halls and clubs.  Most are hand made, and quite pretty - lanterns, painted Ping-Pong balls & spools, paper chains and icicles made from X-ray film wrappings (red on one side and silver on other).  We have made pretty cut-out scenes for the French doors and windows in the lounge.  I worked that night and that was the night we were all low in spirits, due probably to a day-old typhus shot.
Saturday your two packages came, and we had fun opening them late in the evening.  We saved them till we

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December 14, 1944 Dear Mother, Much to my sorrow, I find I haven't written for a week. I'm afraid I'm not going to be much of a correspondent till after Christmas, as we're going at quite a tempo. It's awfully hard to write, as the last letter I had from you was written November 10th. Darn the Christmas packages! Well, I'll plug along and write what I can, even if you'll answer some months later. In spite of my remarks about packages, your number 18 and 21 arrived and were ever-so-nice. I'm now well-stocked with stationery, I think, and the stockings will be most welcome. I've had fun cracking the nuts and so have the rest. Of course we have the fig bars and hot chocolate and cheese. We will bake the cake when we entertain next. I'm giving the muffin mix to Mrs Goddard, who has been so nice to me. We are having a run on soup now that it feels chillier. It's every bit as good as freshly made soup. I don't know why we looked down on American sardines. I think they could compete with King Oscar any day. The Kotex is making me happier right now. I think it is a swell idea to use it for packing. Now for news, if any. Last Friday we started working on decorations in earnest. We have to furnish them for the whole post - eight trees and all the wards and mess halls and clubs. Most are hand made, and quite pretty - lanterns, painted Ping-Pong balls & spools, paper chains and icicles made from X-ray film wrappings (red on one side and silver on other). We have made pretty cut-out scenes for the French doors and windows in the lounge. I worked that night and that was the night we were all low in spirits, due probably to a day-old typhus shot. Saturday your two packages came, and we had fun opening them late in the evening. We saved them till we