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Aaron, Fannie | to Mother, Father, and Pete, 1922 October 10

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October 10, 1922

Dear Mother, Father, and Pete:

The most exciting thing I can announce is that I had my hiar[sic] washed yesterday, slept the rest of the afternoon, and am going to have my Vassarion picture taken tomorrow.

I hope to catch up within the next few days--this crazy debate put me back two history topics.

I received the shoes.

I had you no more mixed up about going to New Haven than I had myself. I made up my mind, and unmade it at least twenty times, and I did not decide to go until twelve, and we left at two. The thing that made me make up my mind was the inducement of the auto-trip, plus the company of the acting president. And now all the excitement of that is over. I'd like to knock their English blocks off--they don't know what is meant by a definite engagement.

I have been trying to sleep this past hour, but the presence of about twenty flies is making it impossible, screens notwithstanding.

Love, Fannie

 


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Just when is Lucy coming, and when you leave, where are you going first?