June 7, 1965
Dear Sue Ellen,
Well, today is the big day - I start summer school tonight. I went to register Thursday night at Fairleigh Dickinson and found out that I will have to take a MWF schedule. As it stands now, my class meets from 8:20 - 10:35, but I am going to try to change that tonight by switching from psychology to Spanish for the first session - I will just be reversing the order of the courses. Not even out of exams a week and I am thrown back into the academic world - oh, what a fate. Ah, well, what is necessary is necessary. I do need those credits. . . .
As you know, I got home Wednesday night - around supper time - and a few hours later Fred was over. I couldn't believe that after four whole months we were actually together again. It was more than bliss, more than heaven, more than ecstasy. But I haven't seen him since. Thursday night I had to register at school and he had to go into the city for a Bachelors' Party for a friend of his. Then Friday he left for the wedding of his friend - in Connecticut - and was there all weekend. Sat. I went up to So. Hadley and got back home late last night. Tonight I will be at school from about 6:00 to 10:30 (Fred will not get home from work till about 6:00 himself), so we will not see each other until tomorrow. But after waiting 4 months, this wait seems like a short time indeed, and I think that I shall survive.
When I got back to MHC on Saturday, the alumnae were all moved in - the class of '29 was in No. Rocky. There were very few kids left in the dorm, and a number of the Seniors were staying off campus with their parents. I spent the afternoon running errands and going to an ushering meeting. Carol Ann and I went to Howard Johnsons for dinner (oh, the joy of having a car on campus). The President's Reception started at 8:45 - for 1/3 of the time I served refreshments and for 2/3's of the time I ushered families through the receiving line and introduced them to Mr. and Mrs. Gettell and the rest of the people on the receiving line. The reception was held at Prospect and immediately following was the Senior Sing on Lower Lake. After that I hurried back to the dorm, for I had a "date" with CA to go to the Pine Rest. The place was crowded with recent alums and "last night" Seniors. I saw a few of Frank (the nice townie I know) Wood's friends there - and during the process of the evening CA became thoroughly intoxicated with the attributes of one John Hughes - I think the possession of a Jaguar helped with the intoxication. I might add that he has quite a bod and good looks. She terms him a "pure waistrail" or was it "waste roll"? Anyway, Sunday morning he was over bright and early, and CA flew out of the dorm, into his waiting Jag, and did not come back till 5 minutes before it was time to serve the Big Sunday dinner for the Seniors and their families.
I stayed for part of the commencement exercises, but had to leave before the whole thing was over. I saw the academic procession, all the colorful and sometimes exotic robes of the professors, and I heard part of the speaker's address, but that was all that I could stay for. I wish that I could have seen the presentation of the degrees, but I had to leave if I wanted to get home before dark.
That's about all the news that there is, and it's almost time for me to go to Fairleigh Dickinson, so I had best stop now. If you have time, write to me before you go to Europe.
Have a GLORIOUS trip - and remember, don't you and 63 Yale Station get married in that romantic setting, you hear?
Love,
PriscillaP.S. Did you finally get that paper in?