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May 8, 1973

Dear Mother,

It is cold as late winter today, and dark, but it 
was very nice last weekend.

Tonight we have free theatre tickets to a play in 
Greenwich Village, which is a comedy and should be 
good.  These tickets come from Hospital Associates,
Inc., an organization which gets free tickets for 
people at the hospitals, ans some are available
every week.  A few weeks ago we went to John 
Bunyon's "Pilgrim's Progress", which proved to be 
rather dreary as a play but was magnificently staged 
with a full-sized Chinese dragon, giants, and very 
elaborate screens.  Dean went to sleep during the
performance, to wake up when the dragon came lumbering
in to the accompaniment of loud music. Tonight's
play should not be such a sleeper.

Dean has gotten a small writing job which should
pay $200. He is opening his own checking account
so as to be able to put it in.  In the meantime, he
continues in the wig business, but has been kept
in lately due to bad weather.

Not much else to report this week.  I am looking for
another job, and have interviewed in two places.
One, unfortunately, gave me a theold ruboff of my
being overqualified.  The other, with a publishing 
organization, will let me know today.  I know they
are considering me seriously.  The work involves 
proofreading and a gradual getting into editing
work, which should be much more congenial than what 
I am doing now.

I see from your letter that you have finally gotten
your ploughing done.  Congratulations! The year's 
vegetable and fruit crops will certainly suffer from 
this year's bad spring, I'm afraid, pushing our 
cost of living still higher.  We had a simple beans
and ham hocks meal that has lasted already three
days starting on Sunday.  You can mix in hamburg
when the ham hocks are eaten up, changing the taste
a bit.  Dean superintends the cooking, for he is
good at the dish.

Love,
Doris