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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 3

where our kids put their energies in such strange outlets - zoot-suits, etc.  After the carols, which were wonderful when sung lustily by about 200 boys, we went back to the Goddards and had coffee, more mince pies, spam sandwiches, & cake by the fire.  Mr. & Mrs. Goddard walked me back to the main road and I got home about nine-thirty.
Monday while I was working in the shop, Col. Dyke phoned and asked me to go to a play that night.  A neice or cousin of Tom Martins, an ARC club girl, was coming and he wanted me to meet her.  Along in the afternoon he phoned again and asked me to come to his rooms at 5:30 for a drink and have dinner at his table.  He also asked Joyce.  When we arrived there were Joyce, Mary Frances and I; Maj. Anderson, Col. Lenhert, Lt. Hudder (the Executive officer) and Col. Dyke.  I will say his stock of Scotch is excellent.  We were glowing when we went to dinner.  Then we sat in the club and heard Maj Meyers (Russell Meyers, a patient, then staff, later U. Hosp in Iowa City, Iowa) play for awhile.  Then we took leave of the others and Lt Hudder and Mary F., Col. Dyke & I went in the lovely car to the play.  It was "Rain" and was quite well done.  A bit on the morbid side, of course.
Tuesday I took Mary F. in tow and she helped in the shop till noon.  Then we met the Col. for lunch, again at his reserved table.  She went back to Northampton that afternoon.  I think I may visit her as she asked me to & I like her.  I've wanted to go there because of Grandpa Fox (His birthplace).
Wednesday I made a quick trip in the fog to town.  Rode down in a taxi with one of my favorite patients, who picked me up.  I

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where our kids put their energies in such strange outlets - zoot-suits, etc. After the carols, which were wonderful when sung lustily by about 200 boys, we went back to the Goddards and had coffee, more mince pies, spam sandwiches, & cake by the fire. Mr. & Mrs. Goddard walked me back to the main road and I got home about nine-thirty. Monday while I was working in the shop, Col. Dyke phoned and asked me to go to a play that night. A neice or cousin of Tom Martins, an ARC club girl, was coming and he wanted me to meet her. Along in the afternoon he phoned again and asked me to come to his rooms at 5:30 for a drink and have dinner at his table. He also asked Joyce. When we arrived there were Joyce, Mary Frances and I; Maj. Anderson, Col. Lenhert, Lt. Hudder (the Executive officer) and Col. Dyke. I will say his stock of Scotch is excellent. We were glowing when we went to dinner. Then we sat in the club and heard Maj Meyers (Russell Meyers, a patient, then staff, later U. Hosp in Iowa City, Iowa) play for awhile. Then we took leave of the others and Lt Hudder and Mary F., Col. Dyke & I went in the lovely car to the play. It was "Rain" and was quite well done. A bit on the morbid side, of course. Tuesday I took Mary F. in tow and she helped in the shop till noon. Then we met the Col. for lunch, again at his reserved table. She went back to Northampton that afternoon. I think I may visit her as she asked me to & I like her. I've wanted to go there because of Grandpa Fox (His birthplace). Wednesday I made a quick trip in the fog to town. Rode down in a taxi with one of my favorite patients, who picked me up. I