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We've been having warmer weather than usual for March but it was in the thirties last night. About the only noise we get up under the eaves is the whistling of the wind. Our neighbor, a Mr. Sarapuka, is very mysterious. The landlords said he was Russian and a Physics teacher, but he isn't listed anywhere. He has very casual, odd hours but rises early. Above all, he keeps completely to himself. One of these days, I am going to cross-examine him. 

Well, Jack says he will mail this if I give it to him so I will—

Love, 

Doris