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1007 West Oregon
Urbana, Illinois
November 30, 1955

Dear folks,

I guess you have already heard about the outline for our Thanksgiving weekend. We had dinner Sat. night with Jack's brother Jim's wife Shirley's family, the Mrazes. Mr. Mraz is a school principal, a kindly fellow, and his wife a great home-maker. There were ten people and 14 kinds of food on a very long table; after we were stuffed with candy and nuts and a huge cake and a pile of strawberries a relative had fresh-frozen and liquer (apple brandy) in tiny colored glasses. Why don't you try doing that (fresh-freezing fruit) -- I guess because you haven't got a freezer. If you go on raising  berries like that it would come in handy! 

Sunday we went out to visit a friend of Jack's Pete Tappan, in an outlying district (50 miles). [[strikethrough]] They [[/strikethrough]] He has a wife and two children and has just built his home (had built). The kids both have red hair and are very entertaining. There too we had turkey, leftover cold this time. We drove Jack's mother's car (she along), and on the way it started to snow. By the time we drove home to Chicago, to catch our train, the going was very slippery, as slippery as we have ever seen it. I still don't know whether Marguerite left it at the station and took the subway home; she has cracked up once on ice and is quite afraid of it.

The train home was packed with students, Air Force men from Rantoul (en route) and people bound home all the way to Louisiana. We luckily found seats, apart, and then Jack gave up his seat and sat on my