"Christmas
is over. The excitement caused by the
Brown clan which assembled here yesterday has subsided. Life at home is quite peaceful--with only
nearly-empty candy boxes, a still-decorated Christmas tree, and a piece of
wrapping paper around the living room to remind one of the merry holiday
celebration staged by the Browns.
(Actually, Sooters, Kings, and Varners made up the guest list)....
"It
would be nice if we could spend New Year's Eve together. If you're planning to be there--and would
appreciate my company--you might drop me a line at Seller's."
--Letter
from my father, Bloomington, Kans., to my mother, [Hutchinson, Kans.], Thursday,
December 26, 1946. This is the first
letter I have from my father to my mother.