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October 15, 1950
Lulette dearest:
When I look at the date of your letter I feel very guilty for not having answered long ago.  How fast the time goes - like my poem:
A day is such a little thing
It passes by so soon
Before we know it has begun
It's in the afternoon
Well!  I guess it's the same with all of us.
I suppose your father is with you now and you are all settled down for a happy