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epic letter to grandma, p. 1

After my grandma died, my mom was going through her closets & she found a stack of letters from us kids — with carbon copies of her own typed responses (Grandma ALWAYS typed her letters). My mom put some of them in a photo album. This is page one of a six-page letter I wrote around 1971 — I think it was our first summer in Connecticut — which would have made me eleven.

ETA: 1972, actually. We moved up to Connecticut when I was just finishing sixth grade, so this was summer of ‘72.