Sept 23, 1947

Dear Jack,

            Don’t tell me I’m actually writing to you.  It surely is a miracle.  Believe me I wanted to write sooner but I had so much homework that it was impossible.  As you’ll probably notice I haven’t sent a picture.  Well I haven’t time to have one taken.  About all I have time for is school work.  According to our letter you have a lot to do too.  So you know what I mean.  I’ll send you one as soon as I have one taken.  I promise.

            Guess what!  Last night I went to a football game with Cathedral vs Adams.  Well Cathedral won 28 to 0.  Golly it was a wonderful game.  Do you like football?  Of course I’m simply thrilled that our team won.  It is their first game of the season and we won.

            What course did you take in high school?  I’m taking commercial.  I’ve got Religion, Math, Short hand, French, English and Algebra and simply piles of homework.

            Madeleine came down last weekend.  What is the matter with Rockie?  She’s been practically (please for give my spelling. it’s not usually this bad) going crazy because she hasn’t heard from him.  Please explain what you meant when you said “He got his teeth?”  Why doesn’t he have any teeth?  Do you have your teeth?

            I’ll explain what I meant when you get home.  No I didn’t mean “those chinks” either.  So if you can stretch your mind far enough try to figure out who I mean?  If I don’t mean the chinks who do I mean?  It really isn’t hard to figure out is it?  I could easily tell you now but it will be more fun to let you know when you get home.  You must know by now what I mean.  If you don’t I’ll tell you when you come to see me.  Ask “Rockie” who I mean.  He’ll probably tell you.  Excuse the change in writing but I’m just trying out this way.  I really don’t write so poorly but I’m so tired, that is why.  It is now 12:50 in the morning and I have to get up at six.  I said I’d answer this letter if it was the best thing to do.  Next time I won’t wait so long to answer.  Sept. 24 is my sister Suzie’s birthday.  She is going to be four.  My father is going to be forty-two.  It’s his birthday too.  I’ve changed writing again.

            I’ll tell you the main reason that I haven’t sent a picture is that I’m broke.  I’m getting a job baby-sitting and I’ll save some ‘specially for that.  O.K.?  Then someday I’ll surprise you and send you a picture.  I hope it won’t be too long.  Here is one consolation.  I don’t look like Dracula!  I look a little like Madeleine.  If that is any help.  Only Believe me I’m nothing like her.  The difference between us is just like night and day.  In some things we are very much alike but in others we are entirely different.  We often disagree on things and then often we agree wholeheartedly.  It all depends what the subject is.

            Are you the only child in your family?  I hope that Rockie and you get over the feud.  Tell me about it and tell me what you do if anything there.  Don’t you have any excitement there?  Well please write a longer letter O.K.?  Even if it isn’t long I still want to hear from you!  I do hope I’m forgiven for not answering sooner but I thought of the letter (and you) every day and still I couldn’t answer.  My girl friend would keep asking is I answered you or not so you see I did think of you.  And this isn’t a line.  It’s the truth.  Well good night (good, morning) and pleasant dreams.  (It is now 1:00 o’clock) and I’m sleepy.  Night again and answer soon please Jack.

 

Sincerely

Cecile

P.S. (Snore) ha! ha! corny, huh!