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He named himself Andrew E. Wee the Fourth and three-quarter, and he loves to carve, not with knife on wood, but with some new chemical device on marble-he may become a modern Michaelangelo, you know... Three days we spent aboard a slow jet train in the Pacific Tunnel, and when we finally emerged from artificial into natural light, we found ourselves in the good ol' United States.

Larry warmly welcomed us, and in broad daylight, took us to his observatory to show us his man-made satellite through the high-precision telescope Rick Wolfer had designed for him. This satellite is located on the other side of the moon. He claimed the earth to be over-populated, so he dreamt up this device, and asked Rick's idea for a design of a comfortable, guided rocket ship. Eileen, you remember, the tall girl with the beautiful long blonde hair, volunteered to be the first woman to fly to the satellite. Too bad we did not have enough time to wait for her return, but from what Larry said, Eileen is a great success.

We did not want to go back to Asia by the Trans-Pacific Submarine Tunnel, so we took a rocket and arrived in Shanghai in a short time. Reluctantly we parted, promising each other that in the near future we would have another party, not Hobo, where all the Seniors of '56 of T.A.S could be present.

Here in Calcutta, I received a letter from Lydia. She says life is fine and everything is going well in Peiping. In the past five years she has become one of the finest writers and musicians in Peiping. She has heard of the achievements of the members of the Class of '56, and is very proud to have graduated with such a fantastic class as ours.

I have to go to work in the embassy now. I hope you have received the picture postcards of Andy's tunnel and Larry's satellite I sent you under separate cover yesterday, and here's hoping to hear from you soon again.

Sincerely yours,

[[signature]]May Wang[[signature/]]