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Monday morning. I have been for two days out on Lake Pontchartrain with friends. A [[uncertain]] why [[uncertain]] [[uncertain]] [[uncertain]] [[uncertain]] [[evening?]] and going. | Monday morning. I have been for two days out on Lake Pontchartrain with friends. A [[uncertain]] why [[uncertain]] [[uncertain]] [[uncertain]] [[uncertain]] [[evening?]] and going. Your letter came about little Bob. After I had written you he and I had a long talk. What had hurt him most was his belief in smartness - a kind of slickness. We talked it all over quite frankly - he cried a little, I took him into my arms and since then he has been much much sweeter. He has the stuff in him and I do think as you say is sound - that the other side of the [[shield?]] is hard to look at. It takes time. Do I not know. | ||
If the [[lad?]][[can?]] be made to see and feel affection about him he will learn the most difficult lesson in life -- that you can't [[collect?]] | If the [[lad?]][[can?]] be made to see and feel affection about him he will learn the most difficult lesson in life -- that you can't [[collect?]] | ||
Latest revision as of 15:54, 22 May 2023
March 16, 1925 Dear Bab Monday morning. I have been for two days out on Lake Pontchartrain with friends. A uncertain why uncertain uncertain uncertain uncertain evening? and going. Your letter came about little Bob. After I had written you he and I had a long talk. What had hurt him most was his belief in smartness - a kind of slickness. We talked it all over quite frankly - he cried a little, I took him into my arms and since then he has been much much sweeter. He has the stuff in him and I do think as you say is sound - that the other side of the shield? is hard to look at. It takes time. Do I not know.
If the lad?can? be made to see and feel affection about him he will learn the most difficult lesson in life -- that you can't collect?
Now, most of all, I want him to learn to feel that there is nothing in slickness -- that no one man succeeds in getting the best of anyone really.
The matter of good manners,