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13 Pomeworth St., Stoneham, May 6, 1932. Dear Folks, No letter from you this week! I hope that fact doesn't mean that you are not so well. Hasn't this been a beautiful week to be out of doors? Not that I have been out very much. My room is on the north and eaST sides of the house too, so that I don't get much sun. Sometimes I feel almost as if I were in prison, I want so much to get out of doors and grub or sit around. The back porch of our house is toward the east, so we got the sun on that side only in two windows - one in the baby's room and one in our kitchen - that stick out beyond the obstructing all. I do wish that I could find some little place to my liking. I could go up to Lula's in Wilmington, or to New Hampshire but I want to stay in Massachusetts.