Postcard with a preprinted drawing of a lamp on it.
This is the last letter mailed from our Albany address, where we had lived for about two years.
Peter says when I was running around the house yelling Money Money while he was on the phone he thought
xI meant he was supposed to ask you for some. Actually I meant that I hate to have Pacific Telephone get any more of our Money even tho there may be lots coming. (When I worked as an operater, the supes used to cheer us on with “get the coins, girls!!”—meaning answer pay phones!)
I didn’t know Marcy had worked as an operator!