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Miscellaneous letters to Helen Fox, 1933-1945
1942-01-24 Maureen Croly to Helen Fox Page 1
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Wepener, Seaview, Isle of Wite. 24th January, 1942. Dear Helen, Your letter of December 14th came in a day or two ago, just a few days after the elegant engraving card which announced, to my delight, that you are sending me "Coronet". Of course I feel I ought to say that you shouldn't really, and that it is far too good of you to bother when you now have a war of your own on your hands, but I'm sure I am going to get so much pleasure out of it that I can only say "thank you" for a very special gift. Yes, there's a lot to be said these days for not putting all your eggs in one basket - with a magazine subscription you are at least sure of some issues arriving. I think I have probably got all the letters sent me from the U.S. but from the contents I imagine some of mine must be in Davy Jones filing cabinet. I know I have written several letters to you, in fact I had an uneasy notion that if I kept it up I'd be number one on your list of War Bores. (Funny to think that by now you probably reach for your hat when you see someone from your Pacific Coast, or perhaps they haven't yet got to the stage of button-holing you to tell you of the hair-raising escapes they nearly had). I told you I'd joined the Civil Nursing Reserve, and was working four days a week in a lunatic asylum. I can now add that if this goes on much longer I shall qualify as a patient! Of all the dirty unglamorous war jobs, I would pick nursing. I have just had a letter from Authority, asking me if in my off-duty I would turn up, in uniform, at a meeting for recruiting. I replied that I would, but pointed out to Authority that my appearance in uniform would not win recruits. Added that I would keep my views on nursing (which shock my more sentimentally minded colleagues) strictly to myself! Mother does not improve - her sight is getting worse, and that is a great worry to me, as I am really nervous of leaving her alone, She got her clothes singed, and might have had a serious burn if I had not reached her in time, and since then I worry every time I leave her to go on duty. I would like her to see a specialist in whom she really
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Wepener, Seaview, Isle of Wite. 24th January, 1942. Dear Helen, Your letter of December 14th came in a day or two ago, just a few days after the elegant engraving card which announced, to my delight, that you are sending me "Coronet". Of course I feel I ought to say that you shouldn't really, and that it is far too good of you to bother when you now have a war of your own on your hands, but I'm sure I am going to get so much pleasure out of it that I can only say "thank you" for a very special gift. Yes, there's a lot to be said these days for not putting all your eggs in one basket - with a magazine subscription you are at least sure of some issues arriving. I think I have probably got all the letters sent me from the U.S. but from the contents I imagine some of mine must be in Davy Jones filing cabinet. I know I have written several letters to you, in fact I had an uneasy notion that if I kept it up I'd be number one on your list of War Bores. (Funny to think that by now you probably reach for your hat when you see someone from your Pacific Coast, or perhaps they haven't yet got to the stage of button-holing you to tell you of the hair-raising escapes they nearly had). I told you I'd joined the Civil Nursing Reserve, and was working four days a week in a lunatic asylum. I can now add that if this goes on much longer I shall qualify as a patient! Of all the dirty unglamorous war jobs, I would pick nursing. I have just had a letter from Authority, asking me if in my off-duty I would turn up, in uniform, at a meeting for recruiting. I replied that I would, but pointed out to Authority that my appearance in uniform would not win recruits. Added that I would keep my views on nursing (which shock my more sentimentally minded colleagues) strictly to myself! Mother does not improve - her sight is getting worse, and that is a great worry to me, as I am really nervous of leaving her alone, She got her clothes singed, and might have had a serious burn if I had not reached her in time, and since then I worry every time I leave her to go on duty. I would like her to see a specialist in whom she really
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