1976, July 28: Letter from Marcy to G&H
Marcy wonders how to get Jed and Jay home from the trip to see George and Helen. “The 15000 for the plane flight up there just about did us under - now we are back up to zero but not sure what to do.”
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1976, October 12: Letter from Marcy to G&H
A brief update from Marcy. “hoping you’re all survived from your multitudinous surgeries, Grandpa, and thoroughly enjoying your leisure.”
1976, October 27: Note from Peter to G&H
A postcard from Peter, wishing George and Helen a happy anniversary.
1976, November?: Letter from Marcy to G&H
A note from Marcy on the occasion of George and Helen preparing to head off on a trip to Hawaiʻi. “Peter was overjoyed to get his maroon pants back, and wore them for four days running. No, the days were running, he was mostly driving.”
1976, December 8: Letter from Peter to G&H
Peter explains more or less what he meant when he referred to himself as a “Scuffler” in a previous note. “my connotations include images of scruffiness (scuffedness), of being somewhat worn around the edges; tattered or shabby; but yet still vigorous and resolute.”
1977, February 22: Letter from Jay to G&H
A brief thank-you note from Jay for some birthday presents.
1977, February 22: Letter from Jed to G&H
A brief thank-you note from Jed for some birthday presents. (My first letter written in cursive!)
1977, March 22: Letter from Peter and Marcy to G&H
Notes from Peter and Marcy in anticipation of George and Helen coming to visit. And possibly the first recorded indication of Marcy’s illness, though I’m not sure of that.
1977, June: Letter from Peter to G&H
Peter is excited about a couple of job-like prospects. “I don't think you heard about Mr. Duran, a millionaire in Los Angeles that Marcy & I talked with about a job—and HE’S GETTING ME ONE! (Really!)”
1977, August 10: Letter from Marcy to G&H
Marcy talks about various trips and plans and life updates. “But today we got up too early for [a kid who was visiting] & he was tired, and ’Quin fell off an airplane wing (an old Navy fighter, painted blue and sealed and set in a huge sandpit and made safe for kid climbers) and I had to sit and judge the relative merits of their respective grouchinesses.”