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Plant House
Connecticut College
January 30, 1948

Dearest Mama and Daddy,

Surprised to see me using the typewriter? I thought you would be. I was in the process of typing my Exposition paper so I decided to drop you a few lines, too.

Well, the Psych. exam is over and done with and so am I. It was objective in the first two parts; there was plenty of chance (that's and [[an]] awkward expression, but you know what I mean) to get fooled, because some of the questions had several possible answers. The essay part was not too bad, although my material was not organized too well, I know. But it's over; that's all I'm glad about. If I'm lucky, I'll get a C. Gosh, I certainly hope I do. For the time I spent on it if nothing else, I should get C. I've neglected everything with the exception of exposition since Monday last. Now I must cram for my last three exams. But then that's life at C.C.

Now that I've cried the blues on your shoulders long enough, let's get to something a hundred times more pleasant. I AM COMING HOME ON TUESDAY!!!!!! What a relief it will be