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Stoughton Jan 7th 1951

Dear Doris It is a snow storm Sunday a terrible dark gloomy day. I write to you three times a week. hope you got my letter of Saturday as I am out of cash almost The children are coasting down the street. they take advantage of it to coast before they send the Street it makes it slippery for driving I hope you are over your colds. my nose is running. Ma.