All About Marcy

Back at Antioch, getting back into the swing of things at school. “the bill, tra la, is enclosed.”

Preparing for the end of her junior year, and for the summer. “don’t really know anyone else in the city with a very long beard. But then, your definition of a very long beard is probably about three feet shorter than mine.”

Starting summer quarter at Antioch. “[The music professor is] kind of upset with us; here we are, all grown up and adults and don’t even know that music is the most important thing in the world.”

Another letter (a brief one) from early in the summer quarter at Antioch. “Just finished my syllabus for an independent study in how modern math is taught in the elementary schools.”

General life updates from a couple weeks after the previous one. Includes a potentially squicky comment about eye surgery. I couldn’t decide on a single pull quote this time, so here are a couple of them:

“Fear not, you are about the last letter to be writ on this nearly-illegible typewriter ribbon.”

“say, is [your new beard] straight, like your father’s was, or curly? I can see you with a little ol’ tailored goatee and a prayer shawl. If you let your hair grow you can be a prophet, maybe.”

“I’m not really mercenary, it’s just that I like to be taken out to dinner and not paying for myself.”

Some followups to previous letter, a couple of weeks later. Also a kind of squicky bit about 10th-century eye surgery. Also: “woosh, some of the ideas they had about delivering babies: if it didn’t come out at the right time it was the foetus’s fault, and they considered smoking it out, starving the mother so the baby would be hungry and come out for food, and singing it songs about the glories of the outside world.”

A response to a sensationalized Reefer Madness-style article that her parents had sent her. “we are some of the few people in the country to be in a position to know about marijuana legally, having studied it for academic credit.”