Prelude: The letters to Miss Frances Fairfield continue… Here is another letter from Bern of Wellsville, NY. It was written on July 7, 1935. This letter is from the first batch of letters I purchased from a lovely antique store in Belfast, NY called 41 Main Antiques & Collectibles. I recently re-visited the store and found another batch of letters addressed to Miss Frances Fairfield. This second batch includes six more letters from Bern to Frances, as well as several more letters from Bob to Frances. I purchased the first batch of letters not knowing what order or how many there were. Knowing this now and having purchased more letters I’m asking that you think of these out of order letters to Frances as if they were a movie or a soap opera where Frances is having flash-backs of her past and the men that were courting her, before her life got complicated.

 

THE LETTER:

Dear Fran,

I hope that this letter I am about to write will not bust up our friendship as you promised, but here it goes. Watt Gardner and Wynne Healy have busted up and Wynne and I happen to be hitting it off pretty good. I’ve tried to hang on and be a sport and not bust up our friendship, but to be square, I’ve decided to tell you.

I hope you haven’t liked me too much Fran, as I know how I would feel if the reverse had happened to me.

Fran, I know you like Bud quite a bit and he you, I think. Give him a chance to prove he is a swell fellow and I don’t think you’ll regret it.

Can we still be friends and correspond with each other? I’d like to and I know Wynn won’t care.

Fran would it make any difference if I ask for my pin? I’d like to have it as I promised Wynne she might wear it. I noticed you never did so, I hope it won’t make a difference.

I want to tell you Fran, that I’ve enjoyed every moment I have spent with you and I think you a swell kid. Someday I hope to pay you back for all the swell times you’ve shown me.

If at any time you ever want any thing, let me know and I’ll be glad to help you out. Hope I may see you often. Wish you all kinds of luck and best wishes.

I’d rather you wouldn’t say anything to your family, as they may not understand the ways of us “Modern Children.” Well Fran, I guess I better sign off and I hope you’ll answer and correspond frequently with me.

For my sake, “Stay as sweet as you are.” Again, best wishes and happiness with Bud, I hope.

Love,

“Bern”

 

COMMENTARY: As I mentioned above I have 6 more letters from Bern to Fran. Five of them are before this letter was written and one is written after this letter. Bern tries to let Fran down easy, but I think he kind of blew it when he asked for his pin back. I think that pretty much crosses a bridge. I also think it’s interesting that he wants to continue to correspond with Fran, and that Wynne won’t mind. He must feel some sense of guilt because he does not want her to tell her parents. I wonder what Fran is really feeling and if she even cared that much about Bern. Then there’s Bud… We heard of him, in a letter I posted a while ago from Walt Shine to Fran. I have seen no letters from Bud to Fran, but that doesn’t mean there aren’t any.

Viewing these letters gives us bits and pieces of Fran’s life, but because we don’t know what she wrote to them, we are left to imagine her feelings and reactions. Fran was living in the world of the middle 1930’s and though the times dictated much, it seems that she was a women doing her best to live and survive.

Prelude: Here is another letter to Miss Frances Fairfield of Hornell, NY. This one is going back a few years before everything with Bob. It is from someone named Bern, which I believe is short for Bernie. The letter is postmarked from Wellsville, NY and is on an envelope that has a pre-printed name and address of Fred Short, Dykes Street, Wellsville, NY. but it also has a handwritten address on the back of the envelope of 126 Dyke Street, Wellsville, NY.

THE LETTER:

Dear Fran:

I just received your letter and decided to answer right back. Pardon the envelope and writing paper, but it’s the best I could do for just this time. Of course, I had to hurry and answer right back.

Yes, we got a ride home about 11 the other night with a lady by the name of Miss Dean, a Hornell girl who is a Dietrician at the hospital. I hope that is the way you spell the name of a person who is in charge of diets.

You kids were swell singing. Honest I thought you were very good. I laughed when I seen you chewing your gum about 50 miles an hour. You looked awful nervous. This isn’t a slam. It was just the way you acted as if you were scared stiff. Do you get that way? Does it make you nervous before a crowd?

I really have changed my mind about How’y. He acts like a swell guy. I wish you luck Fran, honest I do.

Hope you are a graduate next year if you wish it so. I don’t want to graduate. I’m having too much fun. Gosh, will it be lonesome after I get out.

Forget about thanking us. We had a swell time and didn’t even notice that you forgot it! Wish I could have many more as pleasant Sundays.

Fran, I really don’t want my pin back if you want it. I’d rather you have it than anyone I know, but that Sunday that you said How’y had it made me feel funny. So, I keep harping on it and I don’t mean what I say. I promise that I won’t say anymore about it. It’s entirely up to you weather you want it or not.

Hope you can come down some time this week.

Well I guess I better sign off and see if I can get this to the mailman before he gets back down the street.

Loads of Love,

Bern

COMMENTARY:

I originally thought this letter was from a girlfriend of Fran’s, but now that I have re-read this one and another one I have from Bern to Fran, I don’t think that it is, I think Bern is a guy. It seems that Fran wrote him a letter first, but he sure wanted to get it answered back fast. It sounds to me like they might be in high school. It’s all a little confusing and had I known or believed that Bern was I man, I would have posted his letters sooner. So that Fran’s suitors would be in date order, but it’s too late now. I will post Bern’s other letter next week and you will see who Bern is to Fran.

HISTORY:

There is no 126 Dyke Street, Hornell, NY on Google maps. There’s not even a Dyke street listed.

Prelude:

Here is another letter from Bob in Rochester to Fran in Hornell. It’s written in January of 1940. The address on the envelope is the same as Bob’s previous letters to Fran but the letter is addressed to Mrs. Robert Flannery. I’m pretty sure Bob and Fran are married, but Fran is still at her Hornell address and Bob is in Rochester.

 

THE LETTER:

Dearest Fran,                                                                         Monday Night

Just thought I’d drop a line in hopes that when you get this you’ll be tempted to answer it as you did last week….Kind of silly calling you up tonight like I did, but I was a-missin you as usual and thought that I’d like to do something about it… I intend to put in some paper, in fact, I had intended to give you some of it last night but forgot it… I don’t know now, if I’ll be able to get home this weekend or not. I’d like to but I feel as though I should stay over here and look around here again. What do you think about it?

The weather here is still very cold and it has snowed here all day. I haven’t gone down to get Al’s camera yet but I intend to do so tomorrow or the day after. Did Clyde come up yet? I don’t think that you father and mother are any too anxious to have him do you?

There has been a brief intermission while I cleaned the type on this typewriter, which accounts for the benzol that is spattered about and there still isn’t any difference is there?

I wish that you’d come over some night and we could look for a place together, will you? Honestly Fran, I’d like very much to have you and Bobby over here… can’t you try and get over some night or would you think it better to call up another agent?

I hope that you sell the car for what you want to get for it. It will seem kind of strange without one after all these years won’t it?

Well I must get it and take a bath and go to bed. Please answer this Fran, when you get it as I look forward very much to getting your letters.

You know when you think about it Fran, we’re a couple of screwballs don’t you think? Me mostly. I don’t think that we should even consider giving it up. I do wish that you’d forget that idea and start to think of our getting along together and doing all you can to help the idea a long and I’ll do likewise, cause I do love you honey and couldn’t bear the idea of not having you. Please answer when you can and let me know how and when I can see you again.

So long,

Your loving Husband

Bob

(Hand written on the letter)

I know that this letter sounds like something out of a primer but give me a chance, they’ll get better.

Bob

 

 

COMMENTARY:

Wow-sa! So it looks like Bob and Fran got married, possibly had a baby whom they named “Bobby” and are living in separate towns. I don’t currently have any more letters from Bob to Fran, so I can’t be sure. I do feel there is much more to this story. So, I’m going to go back to the antique store where I bought these letters to see if there are any more letters from Bob to Fran. Bob seems to really be trying to get them together and to get Fran to move to Rochester to live with him. I’m very curious to see how this relationship turned out and if I do find more letters I will post them soon.  I do have two more letters from 1935 that are written to Fran from a girlfriend and I have several letters written to Fran’s parents from someone in the military, possibly Fran’s brother that I will also eventually post. I guess we can learn that life in the late 1930’s and 1940’s was complicated and this is before WWII started.

 

 

 

Prelude: Here is another letter to Miss Frances Fairfield from Bob, the postmark on this letter is Rochester, NY and it was written in 1938. I’m not positive that this is the same Bob as the first Bob, because the first letter was typed and this one is handwritten.

 

THE LETTER:

 

Fran Darling,                                                              Wednesday nite

 

It was swell of you to come up tonight and to bring mom. Gosh! I have an awful feeling that I’m such a disappointment to you. I Know I haven’t acted as I should but I do wish I could. I feel so very inadequate, incompetent etc.… I can’t think of anything else and I’m always sitting with my head in my hands, which is no way for a new employee to act.

I just hooked my radio up and it doesn’t work very well.

Gosh Fran, you love me don’t you? I hope so because I’ve a feeling that we’re going to spend the rest of our lives together.

$20 isn’t very much is it? $80 a month, $40 to eat, $25 rent, $15 clothes and incidentals. Gosh, that seems reasonable, maybe not, but I’d be willing to risk it if you would. Lots of fellows live on less. LETS?

I regret not having lived up to your expectations and probably were it not compulsory you’d have nothing to do with me. Can’t say as I blame you. I’ve known all along that I was beneath you in courage and everything in that line, but these are things that can’t be denied and that is that.

I love you, but that’s not much consolation now for you is it? They’re playing Serenade to a Mule; remember the night we saw that in Wayland? Well darling thanks again for coming and I love you.

BOB

 

COMMENTARY:

Wow! Bob is feeling unworthy. Poor Bob pouring his heart out and feeling very inadequate for Miss Fran. I wonder how that visit went and what really happened. Whatever happened, Bob felt the need to sit down and write a letter right away, as in that night. I wonder if he really is that down on himself or if he is playing the sympathy card.

Prelude: This letter was type written from someone named Bob who was in Brooklyn, NY on May 25^th 1938 to a Miss Frances Fairfield of Hornell, NY. Could it be Bob the friend of Walt in the last letter to Fran? Maybe, we may never know.

 

THE LETTER:

 

Dearest Fran:

Hi, Sorry I haven’t written before but haven’t had time. I was glad to hear from you in the telegram and also it seemed swell to talk to you; not to mention the sensation that will be had when I kiss ya. Gosh, with no body home, I’ll probably never leave. There will be somebody home won’t there? Gosh gal, that’s swell, we can play house. I’m planning on coming, I don’t know how I’ll get there but I will if it is at all possible, so be ready. Do you have to work on Saturday morning? Hope not. Well, I can’t think of a darn thing to say and I got work to do, so gotta close. Hellish sorry, that this is so short, but I have a heavy night ahead of me. I love you darling and I’ll be seeing you soon and a-kissing ya soon and… So long…fooled ya didn’t I.

I love you

Bob

 

COMMENTARY:

…And so we are introduced to another man in dear Fran’s life. The letter is two years after the one she received from Walt. Looks like she met Bob and they hit it off. It seems to me that there is some kind of relationship already going on, because good old Bob wants to play house when he comes to visit. How scandalous for 1938, and He put it in writing. I love that Fran saved all these letters and I love more that I get to read them and share them with you.

 

HISTORY:

Here is a link to a satellite picture of Fran’s address in Hornell, NY: https://www.google.com/maps/place/345+Seneca+Rd,+Hornell,+NY+14843/@42.3426548,-77.6622157,590m/data=!3m1!1e3!4m5!3m4!1s0x89d190ae0356c79f:0x8e067ee700274d1d!8m2!3d42.3426509!4d-77.660027

Here is a link to a satellite picture of Bob’s address in Brooklyn, NY: https://www.google.com/maps/place/233+Ryerson+St,+Brooklyn,+NY+11205/@40.6911147,-73.9663757,605m/data=!3m2!1e3!4b1!4m5!3m4!1s0x89c25bbf25b78d01:0x58694f475dc018c2!8m2!3d40.6911107!4d-73.964187

 

Prelude: Here is a letter on loan from a beautiful and fun Antique Shop in Angelica, NY called Mad Hatter Antiques. It’s located at 121 West Main Street in Angelica and I recommend stopping there to browse their beautiful and unique items… The letter I have on loan from them is a gem and it was written on October 24, 1846! That’s right this letter is from the 1800’s and it’s pre-Civil War. It is written by R.S. Hatch who is now residing in Angelica and is addressed Dear Friend in care of F.H. Bitely Esq. in Easton, NY. I believe it was written with quill and ink, there was no envelope, instead it was folded, sealed with wax and stamped.

 

THE LETTER:

 

Dear Friend,                                       Angelica October 24, 1946

I am in the land of angels once more but find still a few devils to deal with, as usual, but hope to soon to be free from their demonic influence. Be that as it may, I shall come out right in the end. Old Allen the old Bel-ze-bub himself, still opposes me because I am a Hatch, or rather because I am brother to his opposition in trade. Brother George is again a brother in earnest. The reason for the hard feelings existing between him and myself has been clearly demonstrated, and is as follows. Old Allen, as soon as I was gone, circulated the report, that I had told him of George’s using customer’s leather, and of his finishing leather secretly, for persons, who had taken the leather from Allen’s vat. Such things as these would as a matter of course, would cause him to feel hard, but since I have proved Old Devil a liar he (George) is my best friend. All with me now is O.K., except one, that is, hard feelings between Allen’s folks and ours.

As to the answer to the letter, which I received from you, I don’t know how to do it, for your letter is all beginning and all ending.

1^st How I got along after leaving you, I went up where that chap directed me, but found that the office was moved two buildings farther up the river. I got my ticket changed and took hafiage on board the boat Rhode Island, for Rochester. Had a real comfortable time with the mumps just after getting aboard. Had cargo of everything, just such stuff as the world is made of. Our cabin patronage is consisted of 2 Ladies, 2 children, 2 young men, one devil incarnate, together a gentlemen like myself, only he could not come a torch to my fat cheeks. Our deck passengers thunder and brim stone, what a legend they were. They consisted of about a dozen Englishmen and as many English women and about a half dozen Irishmen, and an Irish lady or two, one Frenchmen, 10,000 squalling imps of young ones, and three dogs. The Frenchmen though was a fine fellow and lived in St. Hyacinthe, Canada, close by Franz Andris Gsuthies. Was well acquainted and spoke highly of him. Two or threw of the Englishmen were folks, but the rest, let me get my dictionary and see if I can find a word that will describe them. By thunder I’ve got to make sure or let you _______ at ______. You’re a Yankee, so go it, and perhaps you have seen such.

At Rochester I took the boat Scott to Mount Morris, there I found a man going to Rushford where Newman was. I spent two days with him then took the stage to Angelica. Got along first rate. Since I have been here I have been attending the teachers institute held at the Court House. The proceedings of this meeting I will send to you as soon as published. Have had a grand time I assure you. You don’t know how well I feel on account of being once more at liberty. Today I was examined in a class of 7 and was the only one who could get a county certificate. And also today have engaged a school about 8 miles from here. Terms $15.00 per month, for 4 months, commence the 1^st of November. I have received several papers from Hempstead and have written to Ed Larn, and Miles and must to Chet. I will send you the money due you as soon as possible, $7.00 I believe.

What about our next spring aspirations. Andrew will go with us heart and hand. I will write to Uncle shortly and see what he will do. Please write soon. Give my respect to all and remember me.

Your Friend,

R.S. Hatch

 

COMMENTARY:

First I must tell you that the blank lines at the end of the 2^nd paragraph are words that I could just not figure out. The writing was somewhat hard to read anyway, but those words were illegible.

Well, Mr. Hatch, and I’m pretty sure it was a Mister, because women most likely did not travel alone in those days, was quite the man. What a trip he had by boat and then by stagecoach all the way to beautiful Angelica in Alleghany County. The deck of that boat must have been a fun time. I especially liked the “10,000 squalling imps of young ones.” What an interesting description to use, and it comes from a man who is going to be a teacher. He seemed to like the Frenchmen well enough though. Those Frenchmen will charm you every time. Oh, and how about his monthly pay, too bad he owes half of his first month to his friend. Well, I think this was a very telling letter, and gives us a good view into the travels of a man in 1846.

 

HISTORY:

Here are a couple links to Angelica, NY a beautiful historic town: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Angelica,_New_York

http://www.angelica-ny.net

Read the History of the town and woman who it was named after. Her name was Angelica Schuyler Church, you’ll find that she is the Sister-in-law of the famous Alexander Hamilton.

Here is a link to the history Easton, NY: http://eastonny.org/wp/?page_id=2

 

 

 

Prelude: This letter was written in 1936 by a man named Walt Shine who lived in Wellsville, NY to a Miss Francis Fairfield who lived in Hornell, NY. It is the first in a series of letters I have written to Miss Fairfield.

THE LETTER:

Dear Fran,

I know this is going to shock you but you know how it is when you want to get something off your chest.

Listen Fran, maybe you will think I am trying to give you the usual line but really I mean this. Bob and I had a great talk on the way home about you. We wouldn’t want you and bud to break up and we really wouldn’t try to get you to break up but you know how anxious I am to go out with you. I don’t like to tell you about this in correspondence – I would rather tell you personally.

Fran, it would mean so much to me if I could go with a girl like you. Your personality and respect. Really now please believe me.

Will you please give me a date when the time comes that you and Bud feel that you don’t want to go together anymore?

I have a heard so many good compliments about you that it really makes me feel jealous to see someone else with you.

I am going to get an application for you today and I will send it immediately after you send your application. Someday you had ought to come down and have a personal interview with Mr. Walchi. I am sure I’ll do all I can for you.

Fran, please keep this strictly confidential, will you?

Your letters are always welcomed here and if you ever write to me I am absolutely positive that no one will ever hear about it. Please don’t forget me Fran. I really mean what I have said. Please write sometime.

Sincerely,

Walt Shine

 

COMMENTARY:

Whoa! Walt really lays it on the line… Well, kind of. He tells Fran he wants to “Go with a girl like you,” and “Will you please give me a date.” It just sounds a little off to me. He does mention her personality and respect though, which is nice. He also makes an assumption that her and bud are eventually going to break up, which is really pretty gutsey to say. Then his offer to help her get a job is interesting too. It just seems a little sketchy to me. I’m not sure I like what I’m seeing of this Walt guy. I wonder what Fran thought when she got this letter? Well, she must have thought something because she saved it, and here it is. What do you think?

HISTORY:

Here is a link to Wellsville, NY and its history: http://www.wellsvilleny.com

Here is a link to Hornell, NY and its history: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hornell,_New_York

 

Prelude: This letter was written on September 4, 1925 by a woman named Ida to her Grandmother & all. Ida is from Kingston, PA, but I have no envelope and so I know not where grandma and all live.

 

THE LETTER:

Dear Grandma & all,

Just a few lines this morning, it looks very much like rain and is so close can hardly breath. Jesse’s mother is here now, has been here two weeks. Everyone is feeling pretty good, only me, I have a dreadful cold.

What was the matter with Juddy when he died? I was certainly surprised when I heard it.

Mother has quite a nice place where she is but not a very good business place, I don’t think. She said she thought maybe we would bring you up there with us when we were up there.

Tell Aunt Rose I will write to her later as I can’t think of anything to write and really don’t feel like writing and have my sweeping to do.

Well, I will close for this time. Hoping to hear from you soon.

From Ida

 

COMMENTARY:

Well, Ida gets right to the point, doesn’t she! She writes this letter dutifully and gets all the important information in without skipping a beat. It makes me wonder a little about the time period and what kind of communication most people had. Writing was the main thing…not everyone had a telephone in the rural areas and only 50% of people in the US had electricity in 1925. So, what did they do? They wrote letters and tried to keep in touch. Then like Ida, they went back to their sweeping.

One last thought about this letter, the way she signs it at the end with only a “From Ida,” It’s very strange and not very affectionate. I wonder if she was just in a hurry to get it done, or just wanted to be precise, or what?

 

HISTORY:

Here is a link about the progress of technology through the years: https://pietistschoolman.com/2012/07/30/the-spread-of-technology-since-1900/

 

Prelude:

This letter was written on June 15^th 1945 by Ben Gasiewicz. He wrote it from California to his sister in Lackawanna, New York. It was written while he was in the United States Navy and stationed at Point Montara, California on the U.S.S. Caperton. (A Flecher-class destroyer)

THE LETTER:

Dear Sis,

Well how are things at home and in the country? It looks like I’ll have to depend on you now to let me in on what is going on. Virge used to do a swell job of reporting but now that she’s getting married, who knows what she’ll be doing. This is what I’m writing to you for. I want you to draw some money from my account and give it to them as a wedding gift. What do you think of $30.00? Is it enough? Incidentally, while I was home on leave, Gene gave me $25.00 as extra traveling money. Will you draw out $25.00 and pay her back. It’s a little bit late but assure her for me that I really appreciated everything. Let me know as soon as you have done these things so I can neat finely.

It’s been a long time now since I’ve had copy of the Lackawanna Leader, and since this is an excellent way of knowing what is going on at home, I’d appreciate it sent to me weekly. You can get some kid in the neighborhood to pick up copies for each of the days, every Thursday at Dam Polske. They have a stock left there weekly.

Oh! Yes, one more thing, how is the popcorn situation around Hamburg? If you can get a couple of pounds of the big yellow seed, how about sending me some every once in a while. We have a good hot plate in plot and can pop our own.

How is dad feeling lately? I heard he was sick for a while. Did the Boss go to Canada this year?

I had a picture taken a short time ago in Honolulu, while walking down the street and I’ll send it home shortly. It ‘aint too good but it’s informal and that is the kind I like best.

We had in the past week transferred to the states for staff school, the finest officer the ship had. He was always cool and knew his stuff. Lt. g.g Parks was his name and I spoke of him while home as the officer from Washington, D.C.

Aside from that everything else is under control but I must say that free time is as scarce as sunshine in the winter. We eat well and I’m in the best of health. Our officers and crew are unbeatable and now have 2 more Jap planes to our credit.

If you see Stan Pictnowski tell him I’m still waiting for a letter. Hello to mom. Shelly. Answer soon.

Brother,

Ben

 

COMMENTARY:

We’ll my first question is, “How is the popcorn situation in Hamburg?” I’m not sure why, but I just love this line? It almost sounds like the name of a movie. Introducing, The Popcorn Situation! (A 1940’s story about a girl a sailor and a big popcorn heist in the suburbs of Buffalo… Anyway, I like it and it made me laugh. Ben sure had a lot of instructions for his sister and some of them not too easy. Like sending the weekly paper; that would be quite a job to keep up on.

I also think one of his last remarks was very interesting. “Our officers and crew are unbeatable and now have 2 more Jap planes to our credit.” The war had not yet ended. I’m guessing they shot down or captured the Japanese planes. It’s illuminating now to hear this voice from the past talk about his war victories and count them. It was the world they lived in, the world they survived in. It brings the reality of a war to a simple letter written to a family member. It makes you wonder what it was like living through a world war, and having a family member personally involved in it.

 

HISTORY:

Here is a link I found for the ship Ben was on: http://www.navsource.org/archives/05/650.htm

The Lackawanna Leader no longer exists, but I found a link to site where you can read the old papers: http://fultonhistory.com/my%20photo%20albums/All%20Newspapers/Lackawanna%20NY%20Leader/index.html

 

 

 

 

Prelude: This letter was written on July 9^th 1940 from Carl Heck of Buffalo, to Mrs. Brooks. I have no envelope or location for Mrs. Brooks, but have two other letters addressed to Carl Heck, which is how I know he is from Buffalo.

 

THE LETTER:

Mrs. Brooks,                                                   July 9, 1940

I hope you will accept my apology for not writing to you sooner. I am not very prompt in answering letters but in this case I have an alibi. Although I have been attending work each day, my parents & I have been spending the nights & weekends in the country. It wasn’t untill a few days ago that dad had an opportunity to stop home and pick up the mail. When I read your letter, I felt honored to have been thought of in regard to such an opportunity to enter R.P.I. I’m sorry I am unable to use this help, but appreciate your recommendation. I am sure some worthy person will be found who will fully appreciate this financial help towards his education.

I am glad you believe I deserved the Dartmouth Award. It was a surprise to me and I feel deeply honored to have been selected for the award.

I saw the name of Myron Good in the paper the other night as a recipient of a four-year scholarship to the University of Buffalo. He well deserves such an honor and I wish him the best of luck.

Speaking of wishes, I wish you & Mr. Brooks a very happy & enjoyable vacation and hope to hear from you again.

Sincerely yours,

Carl Heck

 

COMMENTARY:

What a fine young man Carl Heck seems to be and what a nice letter he wrote. I’m not sure why he did not take the award, but I think it was because he already went to the University of Buffalo. I know this only because I have another envelope that was addressed to Carl from the University of Buffalo that had something called a university record in it. It looks like some kind of report card and it lists grades for three classes. I also have a letter from the Veteran’s Administration addressed to Carl about a disability claim.

Anyway, I like Carl. He is very well mannered to write Mrs. Brooks such a nice letter. Why does it seem like people were so much more polite back then? There seems to be a genuine kindness in people that many lack today. I think we can learn from history and from Carl’s letter that there is always time to be kind and that a kind word can hold a lot of weight.

 

HISTORY:

There was not a lot of information to go on here. I looked up the Dartmouth Award and there are several to Dartmouth University. Here is a general link: http://alumni.dartmouth.edu/serve/recognition/dartmouth-alumni-award

I looked up R.I.P in connection with Dartmouth and I found one video link. I’m not sure if there is any connection but here it is: https://youtu.be/jL271-ECoYM