Dear John,

I am indeed breaking precedent but I must explain why I didn’t mail you a card. I had one all written but it sounded so stiff and so formal, so I didn’t mail it. Somehow I just couldn’t write an interesting card. I was so exhausted when we got to the room that I went immediately to sleep. Last night I really made up for the lack of sleep by going to bed at nine o’clock.

Everything in Roanoke was lovely as usual. I saw all of my relatives, even my little brother who came over from Ferrum to see me. I attended meetings. I traipsed back and forth over the water. It was rather boring at times and very tiring as always. Glad I am home to eat my Mama’s good food again. Eating in restaurants and hotel isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.

Now I am having the worst time getting interested in my lessons. () ruins my concentration paused now for weeks.

How are you? I’m fine. Mother and Daddy, the Leitens and all the rest of my friends are fine. You remember the boy I used to date from Mass. Well he got married last night to a very attractive nurse after a whirlwind courtship. People enjoy bringing up the subject in my presence just to see my reaction. I give no reaction so they are immediately disappointed. Lame fun!

That’s about all that has happened. I hope this letter makes up for my not sending you a post card. The envelope is too small to enclose the one I waste. Be safe and stay happy. Imagine this irregularity- I know it can’t be considered proper. Propriety seems to be one of the leading influences on my life. But sincerely, I I hope you are well and happy and stuff. Give my regards to your parents.

Bye now,

Love,

Margaret

P.S. The full moon in Roanoke made me wish and wish, but the wishes were impossible of course.