Surgery on Velvet's ear with Doutor Luiz
My Aunt Marian kept many of the letters we wrote to her. She returned them in 2010. Most are recorded here. They were not entered in chronological order, so the best way to view them is by year, found in the index on the sidebar. This is one that I wrote when I was 15 years old.
Hi, there, how are you all? I trust that you're fine. We're O.K.
Please forgive the double "L" on Helen's letter. She didn't know better.
Velvet died yesterday night. She was 13 years old and had tumors, was blind, deaf, but we still liked her. (That is, Mom, Helen and I). (Oh, by the way, she was our Puli dog, sort of like a sheep dog or an overgrown poodle.)
Velvet in 1977
Dad was traveling to Sao Paulo and came home this morning.
Guess what! I'm thinking of studying 12th grade in the States. I'll only be finishing 9th in June, so it's a long ways off. It's an idea though.
Thanks a lot for your presents. We weren't expecting them. We were already so happy for the books and candy. You shouldn't torture us that way with candy, it's SO fattening! (But delicious!) I really enjoy reading books. These will last for a long, long time. I've got lots of friends who read, too. (We're really bookworms.)
That embroidery sure is beautiful. Thanks a million to whoever chose it! I'm putting my drawings in that subjects thing. It's really handy.
Well, I guess that's all. Please write back. We enjoy knowing what's happening to you all even more than getting presents. (I guess that's cuz we luv you)