A Letter Written on Mar 5, 1939

243 New York Ave.
Brooklyn, N.Y.
3/5/39

Dear Bessie:-

It was very nice to receive a letter from you and to know you are well & enjoying college so much.

Now that the freshman year is nearly over I am sure you are going to like it very much more. It doesn't seem possible that you have almost completed a year does it. No doubt next year will be a great thrill for you.

It surely was unfortunate that you had such a pill for a room mate at first. That would happen wouldn't it.

I ad a nice long letter from your mother the other day and she enclosed some snap shots that were taken when I was up there last summer. I thought they were very good. She also sent an enlargement of the one your dad took of me on the porch. She said you, too, had one. It was lovely of them to go to so much trouble to have them framed & sent.

I was sorry to hear that your mother had had an infected foot during the holidays. You, no doubt, were a very good nurse. Too bad for both of you that you were so confined during the holiday but I am sure you didn't mind.

Do things in general have a different aspect to you since you have been at college? So many girls tell me they have an entirely different approach to problems and life after college.

My mother was here all winter till about the middle of February. I missed her and was quite ill after she left and had to take a week's vacation but I'm better now. I went to Lake Hopatcong over a holiday week end and came back feeling much better.

My sister has been ill and is at Atlantic City. She wanted me to go with her but, of course, I couldn't get away after being out a week so recently.

I have changed my office again and am working down near the Williamsburg Bridge in a factory building. It isn't very pleasant but then we can't have things as we'd like and I do have a good job so won't complain.

Are you going to get down to the World's Fair this summer. I wish you could. I'd be glad to have you come and visit me if you can and we can go over and see it. Must close. Do write me when you can[.]

Love Aunt Emma