A Letter Written on Jul 9, 1919

363 Warburnton Ave,
Yonkers, N.Y.,
July 9, 1919.

Bub dear,

You know how I had looked forward to disliking studying at Columbia so much? Well, I'm just fascinated by it - I can almost say that I'm glad that I had to take the course; for it gives me a dip into University life altho' the "dip" is rather shallow. I've had a grand lot of fun the three days I've been there. But Bub dear, I simply can't get used to going into classes with so many men - It does seem funny.

My courses are mighty interesting. Ec, of course, is made so by the fact that this Prof is a peach! He is a southerner & really fascinating.

In abnormal psychology class are doctors & nurses ranging all the way from fifty to seventy-five who have acquired their P.H.D's & LLD's & all the other combinations possible. There are two other men about my age there who sympathize with me & I with them. All in all this is a mighty interesting course - we have access to all the feebleminded & insane clinics in N.Y. and are going thru the institution at Poughkeepsie.

Tonight I spent the whole evening at the "lib" reading on the ideals so if I show the effects in my writing please forgive!

Now, dear, about your aiding me in studying!!! - well, truly, you know when I am in your company all that goes on, you know, is most conducive to study so I should say, yes, to your kind offer!

I'm down at the University all morning until twelve thirty. I leave there at about that time for home and usually arrive home around two or half past. (I should say this is every day including Saturdays). So you see my afternoons & evenings are my own to do as I please - of course, I do study some! Come up, dear, when you can.

Is Ken, old chap, is up giving Harvard the double "o" - well, here's wishing him luck only truly I hate the place. I shouldn't say hate but mean dislike.

Yesterday, met one of my friends in N.Y. and we had a grand old time batting round. Incidentally stood 2 hrs & 1/2 to see L President then went to the Rivoli & saw Pauline Fredrick in the "Fear Woman". Arrived home a little before eight & poor Aunt Alice tho't I'd been kidnapped! I promised not to be naughty again tho' - Well, dear, let me hear from you soon -

Always -
yours
Fran.