This is a very brief letter from Dart, and although it is only a few sentences long, he manages to squeeze in a little humor and a lot of love.

Dot’s letter begins with a complaint about her achy feet before she corrects herself and re-starts with a proper salutation. Then she continues her complaints about her feet. She trudged all over NYC today wearing pumps, and is paying a heavy price tonight.

She was offered a job at Lord and Taylor and has an interview tomorrow with someone who knows someone who is related to someone who knows somebody at Conde Nast. It took only a day to convince her that the City is not her cup of tea and she’d rather work in Greenwich. She tells a funny story about seeing a truck whose engine was on fire and the NYFD responded with three trucks, including a hook and ladder!

She recalls for Dart a sweet incident that happened when she was saying good-bye to his folks in Cleveland. His father pulled her aside and gave her some sage words about working in a huge city like New York. She was so touched by his concern. Again she contrasts the kindness of people in Ohio to others she knows and finds that Ohioans win in her book.

Another funny story happened at home this evening when she was making fudge for the kids at Andrews. Her father walked in and scoffed “What’s gong on here? Do you send him a box every time he sends a letter?” When Dot responded that the fudge was not for “him”, her father retorted “Oh, so you’re not faithful to him, eh? Well don’t come cryin’ to me when he’s mad at you for not keeping him nourished!” Dot asks the rhetorical question, “Don’t they know it’s poor psychology to tease a teenage about her love affairs?”