Here’s a short, but ever so sweet letter from Dart, written on the last sheet of fine stationery Dot sent him.

He’s happy she liked his recent poetry. He says it seemed to flow freely onto the paper – real inspiration.

He says he has been reading a lot of magazines lately and often runs across a story that reminds him of Dot and himself; how they met and fell in love, how he had to leave her so quickly, the disappointments and challenges they’ve faced. He writes “So much of our friendship has borne a trace of resemblance to those happy-sad-happy stories that I don’t see how our story can have anything but the happiest of endings. At any rate, I hope so sincerely.”

He dreams of the time when they can be together again.

Continuing the theme of short letters, Dot writes a two-pager on Andrews school letterhead, left over from a typing class she took. I love the school’s motto: A practical school to render Girls self-supporting.

Today, Dot’s teacher Mrs. Wall asked her about that “nice young gentleman” she brought to the October dance. Dot filled her in on all the particulars of Dart’s experience since he was last in Willoughby. Mrs. Wall then inquired about his mother’s maiden name, because she recalled that Dart’s mom had at one time worked at Andrews. When Dot told her, Mrs. Wall raved about Helen Burke Peterson being the finest woman on Earth. She says she wouldn’t have a job if not for Helen and that her son would have to go a long way to live up to the standards set by his parents. Dot warned him that he best take note because “I’ve got my eye on you.”

In other news, Dot got her pictures developed and was sending them to Dart, and she had to study for a Consumer Education exam before leaving for a weekend in Cleveland.