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Come with me as I meet my Mother through this series of letters, she died when I was 6 months old and this is my very first real glimpse into her world, who she was, who she wanted to be and how she loved my Father.
A collection of 36 letters hand written by my Mother Joyce at University of Denver and sent to my Father Earl at University of Colorado Boulder when they were first engaged in 1952. The letters span from September 1952 - January 1953. My Mother died from Breast Cancer in 1971 at the age of 40. The original language of the letters is read intact to maintain the integrity of the authenticity of her words, 1952 is a very different time culturally and economically.
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Letter 5 10/06/1952 Embracing College Challenges
Description: In this letter dated October 6th, 1952, Joyce writes about her experiences with her classes and the challenges of balancing work and academics. She shares her thoughts on her professors and the dynamics within her dorm.
Highlights:
Academic challenges and class experiences. Balancing work and college life. Reflections on professors and teaching styles. Social dynamics and friendships in the dorm.
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Postmarked Denver, Colorado, October 7th, 1030 a.m. 1952. Written October 6th, 52. Dear Sweetheart, did George W. tell you I bought a scratch pad to use as stationary? He helped me pick it out, so I thought he might have. I'll admit it's not the nicest, smoothest paper on the market, but you'll have to admit it's about the cheapest.
When I hung up the phone, decided to write my little honey anyway. Marilyn came out and asked who I had been talking to on the phone and who I was writing to whom I was writing. I should say, I reckon to never end a sentence with a prep preposition in parentheses. Don't you like the way I isolated it? Question mark. Something tells me I'm going to use this for its intended purpose.
I've got a feeling it holds so much on one sheet that what I write won't look like much. For a second or two, I thought I might cry after I hung up the phone. Then I decided, since I'd managed to keep from it last night,
It would be awfully silly to I love you so much. Don't know whether I told you or not, but every morning, Barb Taylor and I have coffee together. She isn't working right now. I don't know if she applied anywhere for one or not, but she was pretty tired from last year. So I guess they thought with her scholarship, they do all right. The open house rulings here are changed.
We can have guests on the first and third weekends from 4 to 9 p.m. Genetics is getting to be quite complicated, but rather easy as long as I can keep all of the factors in mind. We are working on variations of the dehydrate ratio, which include the clear factors, the inhibitor, the supplementary, and the cumulative factors. It's loads of fun so far.
Our class is small, friendly, and Dr. Hulk is apparently a better teacher in a smaller class. No one feels stupid if they can't answer a question, and Hulk acts as if it's only to be expected. Dr. Shirley in Ed Soche is interesting, but can't be pinned down.
the top of the page that says I love you sweetheart three to know what the problem is in a classroom will do will be etc. For his two days we debated sex education for two days we debated sex education in the schools at what level etc. A utopia of such a problem would be frank adequate and sensible education from practically birth on up by the parents or I presume it would be
or I presume it would be. But the attitude and approach of a teacher makes or breaks the value of a class along with parent reaction. Dr. Shirley is all theory, a little idealistic and every and anything but a teacher of practical techniques to be used on the classroom.
yes, his pet peeve is our men rational beings. Over and over and over again we start on that. Every time we decide people aren't all one or the other, but the next week we start over again. For my money rationality and irrationality are degrees. No one is completely one or the other. The degree to which a person bears rational and irrational varies almost constantly.
Someday I shall ask Dr. Shirley if all men are so irrational that they cannot make
safe decisions, he being a man is irrational and cannot be trusted with decisions, make trusted decisions. So what is it so brilliant with his decision that all men are irrational?
my goodness. We debate about sin a lot too, but it's 930 and I won't go into that now.
Honey, I just realized I've written three and a half pages and haven't said I love you yet. I'm going to go back, write it on the top of all of the pages. And she did. Quincy went to Luigi's last night and lost her purse. She was just, I don't guess just is spelled just like that, but I was yawning. Sick about it, poor kid. She works 31 hours a week in the bookstore and carries 15 hours and I'm complaining, but I work hard. I work harder and I'm complaining. but I work harder. I've got ink all over me again. Drat this pen. Well, my darling, I'm going to say good night to you and I'll write again tomorrow or Wednesday. Goodbye. And I love you more than anyone or anything in this world. And I'm all yours and only yours. All my love, Joyce. Okay. We're going to go back and read this whole men irrationality thing again. Let's see here.
