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April 7, 1947
Dear Mother and Daddy,
My Easter candy and card just came, and I was so thrilled to get them. Everyone else had gotten some Easter candy, it seemed, but me and I was feeling just a little left out of it, and I was so happy today when I came back and found that I had a box sitting on the sign-out desk. Of course I knew right away what it was. I took it right upstairs and had some even though it was just before dinner and I havn't been eating candy or deserts ever since I came back to school because I have been getting too large. However I will disregard that for the present until this lovely box is empty and I am using it for hair ribbons. Unfortunately this pleasant state of interrupted [--thought--] diet isn't going to last very long, because I have already eaten six pieces while sitting here writing.
I had a very nice, but rather difficult week-end. I went out with Jack on Saturday night. We went out to dinner at a place on the highway called L'Omlettes where they serve wonderful French dinners. We had some wonderful fried shrimp. Later we met George Grimes and Joan McDonnough at a very nice dancing place in Belmont which is a very small town this side of San Mateo, and we had a very nice time. On Sunday I went to church with Art. The service didn't start until eleven o'clock, but to be sure and make the time alright we started out at nine-thirty, and we were the first ones to sit down. It was a very nice day and I wore my little new black dress and white hat, and [--very--] I felt very grand. We just fooled around all day with a lot of other people around. I really had sort of a difficult time of it because I knew that this was going to be my last date with him. I knew last vacation
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that I couldn't come back this quarter and keep on going out with the two of them, it was just too hard on both of them, and it was getting to be an awful strain on me. I decided that Jack was the best person for me to keep going out with, even though Art was more exciting and I may have liked him a little more. We were just so different that I don't think we could ever get along together very compatably and I just knew that I had better tell him so before I got too interested. It was sort of hard telling him, and I had a hard time keeping a straight face all day. He knew what I was going to say though, so that [--that didn'--] it wasn't too difficult to tell him. I know that both of them feel relieved now that it is over, and I do to. I know that I have done the right thing, but it does sort of hurt a little. It sort of made me feel guilty that I had carried on this situation as long as I had after we started talking about it because the first thing that each of them said was what a wonderful person the other one was. Any way I guess things will run smoothly for a while until I get someone else to get involved with.
I saw Bill Skoog the other day and I told him how sorry we were that we wern't home when he and Bob came over, and he made it quite plain to me that they did not come over to see me, but only to see mother. I have recieved invitations from both Isabelle Seeley and Joan Sherman which leads me to believe that they are going to announce their engagements.
Love to all, Mary
