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2 long and strange to tell now. I'll tell you sometime.

 There was a room in the sepuckover? house here. For some reason no one could

go and sit in it. There it was a room on the ground floor - the walls covered with family photograph. There was an old unused piano in there.

 I got them to do it all in light yellow. Eleanor had one of your painting and I loaned another -

for a time. You should have seen the difference - how the room began to call to you - invite you.

 I'm becoming more and more a communist. I think it must be coming nearer - an inevitable thing.

I guess this time is good for all of us - If you can, eventually get that mail carriers job. It seems to me the right thing..taking letters and packages to peple [people].

 There should be hours every day out on the roads - an inevitable contact with people. I should give you a kind

of hold on something - on people - a courtesy ride perhaps in the organization of which you have a part. After all we are pretty