To live in this world, you must be able to do three things: to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go.
-Mary Oliver

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Forward to D.E. Kane Bloomington Ill.

May 8, 1934

May7, 1934

Dear Guy;
I suppose that you think that I am a fine one for I told you that I wasn't going up on sixth & York, then I went up anyway. I really meant it when I told you, but after I came home Mon. nite mom didn't want me to stay home by myself. Sarah said that we would stand some place where none of you could see us, that is why I changed clothes and put on dark shoes, hat and coat so that you wouldn't recognize me even if you did happen to see me. We were on our way home when your Dad picked us up. I really wish that he hadn't seen us for you were the last person that I wanted to see Mon. It wasn't that I didn't want to see you for you know better than that you didn't want me up their.

Betty Bane and I are going down the carnival at 3rd and Washington tonite. I suppose that we'll spend a pleasant evening watching that fellow eat rats.

Love Ange

P.S. I don't want you to be mad about Mon. nite for I'm truly sorry it turned out the way that it did. Everything went wrong. I hope that you arrived in Ill. safe. Ange

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