Marcy’s last letter from Southern California. A big gap here, about six weeks since the previous letter.
Apparently Marcy wasn’t thrilled with the SoCal weather. “really sorry I believed all those proselytizers who still keep saying it never rains here, drowning in the puddles (there are no drainage facilities as it never rains here) while in the midst of saying so.”
friday [pencil: 12/17/65] h'ro. Just got a note inviting me to a celebration in honor of the marriage of Peggy Price with Elliot Welch....will be sunday afternoon and I think I'll actually get there. figured out that the only way to get in all my obligations is to spend the weekend uptown, tomorrow with Sally's brother, his wife and their kids, sunday with Sara and Stelle (who fell and sprained her ankle or something on monday) and all, returning all the household materia I borrowed and paying respects all 'round. possibly leaving on wednesday, Mary will drive me to Tucson (I think) where I'll spend a couple' days, than join her in Santa Fe (her parents and family are coming out there to spend christmas with her and relatives) and drive back to school from there. from Sta Fe to Ohio will cost nothing as Mary's mother will be driving with us and will want to stop at motels and realizes how poor her daughter and associates are and how well-fixed she is. Will get to Phila weekend of Jan 8/9 or 15/16. All this is provided: no other rides come through; Sally doesn't arrive unexpectedly as she was planning to do; I don't die of cruddy messy cold that is currently keeping me well drugged with antihistamines. kind of concerned about not having heard from you in lo thesemany weeks, but when I spoke to Sara on monday she said you'd called sunday night and all was well, so, knowing full well how hard it is to write letters when you're not in the mood (hope all fingers and eyes and similar appurtenances are all in good shape by now) I am most forgiving. Funny thing about those clippings you sent. Joel Aber (who graduated from Antioch) and Carl Gilbert are the two most singularly obnoxious professional liberals I've had the misfortune to know. Too bad that they should be the voice of xxxxxxx the viet nam people at the citty's two big schools. Glad to see Dr. Rutman back into things again. Sunny southern california is rainy and cold. I bought a rather good car coat for $1 at some church rummage sale at which I furnished my kitchen (plates and etc) for about 70¢.....so am nice and warm. really sorry I believed all those proselytizers who still keep saying it never rains here, drowning in the puddles (there are no x drainage facilities as it never rains here) while in the midst of saying so. ah, only 3 more days of work, tra la. company comin', have to go....happy hanukah, merry christmas, good etc. [handwritten: love, Marcia]
Postmark: 18 Dec, 1965, Los Angeles, Calif. Handwritten: “Rec’d this Mon. 12/20/65” and various other notes-to-self from Ethel.