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

1945-02-04 Helen Fox to Bess Peebles Fox Page 2

The rain cape bicycle thing sounds fine.  Hope you can get it for me.
I think a nice thing to do when the war is over would be to plan to go to some milder place for two or three months each winter.  I don't think you'd seriously want to uproot permanently again, would you?
I'm glad you got a letter at last.  Mrs. Brodtman doesn't usually look like that either.  She protested loudly at being taken with her apron on.  The picture is taken of the door that opens onto the gravel drive at Whitehall and goes on into the big high entrance hall with the stairway going up one side.  The vine is ivy, I think.
We're having quite a time in the craft shop trying to wiggle things out.  We're out of black felt, which makes penguins impossible and Scotties peculiar.  Frankly, I'm getting more than a little tired of the whole felt animal business.  Friday night when I had a temperature I cut out white owls with green feet in my sleep!  
Shirlea is from New York City.
How nice of Maureen to write so pleasantly of me!  It was very pleasant seeing her and her mother.  It's very hard to know what to tell you to send me for her as I'm out of touch with what you can get!  Nice soap, cheese, anything canned, a nightie (about a 14, I'd think) some of that good soup in packages, anything like that.
I must drop Nora Lewison a note.  Somehow a person is so busy that looking up acquaintances

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The rain cape bicycle thing sounds fine. Hope you can get it for me. I think a nice thing to do when the war is over would be to plan to go to some milder place for two or three months each winter. I don't think you'd seriously want to uproot permanently again, would you? I'm glad you got a letter at last. Mrs. Brodtman doesn't usually look like that either. She protested loudly at being taken with her apron on. The picture is taken of the door that opens onto the gravel drive at Whitehall and goes on into the big high entrance hall with the stairway going up one side. The vine is ivy, I think. We're having quite a time in the craft shop trying to wiggle things out. We're out of black felt, which makes penguins impossible and Scotties peculiar. Frankly, I'm getting more than a little tired of the whole felt animal business. Friday night when I had a temperature I cut out white owls with green feet in my sleep! Shirlea is from New York City. How nice of Maureen to write so pleasantly of me! It was very pleasant seeing her and her mother. It's very hard to know what to tell you to send me for her as I'm out of touch with what you can get! Nice soap, cheese, anything canned, a nightie (about a 14, I'd think) some of that good soup in packages, anything like that. I must drop Nora Lewison a note. Somehow a person is so busy that looking up acquaintances