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

1944-12-26 Helen Fox to Bess Peebles Fox Page 1

December 26, (Boxing Day) [1944]
Dear Mother,
We're all taking the day off, and I have tomorrow also as my regular one, so I feel quite the lady of leisure.  I got up at  eleven, had lunch, got a typhoid shot and came home and as Jay would say, straightened out my life.  Now, although the room looks messy, all the drawers are clean.  Tomorrow I'm going to wash all my dirty hose, and then maybe go in and shop a bit.  Oh, yes; I changed my bed and got my laundry ready to send.
It is perfectly beautiful out today.  There was a heavy frost, which came in a fog during the last couple of days, and it lies on every twig and leaf like snow.  Against the blue of the sky it all is lacy as an etching.  How I wish it were not quite so chilly bicycling, and I'd like to see some of my summer haunts.  For the first time there was a hint of ice crystals in the pails and tanks outside.
We haven't done anything special lately.  The dance last night was much as usual.  An air corps fellow took a swing at the man Lin was with and missed him and hit Lin in the jaw. She says she feels a little lop-sided today.  Their egg-nog was excellent, and free, so you can imagine that a gay time was had by all.
I guess we will take down our little Christmas tree soon.  It was the one you sent, and it has stood in front of our mirror, flanked by bittersweet.
Did I tell you I'm taking ultra violet?  I've been about four times, and have a lovely tan.  Last night I was pink; today I'm tan.  I go every other day, with yesterday as an extra.  I'm taking a minute and a half and am looking forward to five or ten minutes.  It really is the thing during the grey days.

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December 26, (Boxing Day) [1944] Dear Mother, We're all taking the day off, and I have tomorrow also as my regular one, so I feel quite the lady of leisure. I got up at eleven, had lunch, got a typhoid shot and came home and as Jay would say, straightened out my life. Now, although the room looks messy, all the drawers are clean. Tomorrow I'm going to wash all my dirty hose, and then maybe go in and shop a bit. Oh, yes; I changed my bed and got my laundry ready to send. It is perfectly beautiful out today. There was a heavy frost, which came in a fog during the last couple of days, and it lies on every twig and leaf like snow. Against the blue of the sky it all is lacy as an etching. How I wish it were not quite so chilly bicycling, and I'd like to see some of my summer haunts. For the first time there was a hint of ice crystals in the pails and tanks outside. We haven't done anything special lately. The dance last night was much as usual. An air corps fellow took a swing at the man Lin was with and missed him and hit Lin in the jaw. She says she feels a little lop-sided today. Their egg-nog was excellent, and free, so you can imagine that a gay time was had by all. I guess we will take down our little Christmas tree soon. It was the one you sent, and it has stood in front of our mirror, flanked by bittersweet. Did I tell you I'm taking ultra violet? I've been about four times, and have a lovely tan. Last night I was pink; today I'm tan. I go every other day, with yesterday as an extra. I'm taking a minute and a half and am looking forward to five or ten minutes. It really is the thing during the grey days.