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Miss Edna Esther Ingels, 2327 Bancroft Way, Berkley Calif., U.S.A. Reed College Portland Ore

Last edit 11 months ago by Denise Livengood
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Maybe it was only four or five days ago that I heard from you, {but?} somehow it seems an infinitely long time. and the last one was only a teeny weeny note that was like a glimpse of a sweet and, familiar {fairybook?} out of a car window as the train goes by! How I wished that I could be with you, if only for an hour, to talk over with you your "prospects" and give advise that would agree with what you think about the matter yourself- for that's what my advice always would be--after we talked things over together. We are such reasonable creatures, you and I, that I can't imagine our seriously disagreeing on any subject--after we had talked it over together.

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Of course by now you have decided one way or the other about the nurse's training that you were contemplating in your note, so that it is futile for me to write about it at all. I think on the surface [][disappoint ment]secretaray's advice was best, and if there is still any doubt in your mind about hospital]= work it may do some good to know that any menial job in a hos pital corps - even tho it is in that glorious "somewhere in France" is mighty disagreeable and takes an infinite amount of patience and strength and enthusiasm, a hospital menial job is that. The nurses that are in active work over here have had years of practice in the states. I find it is only the experienced that will get anywhere near the front except of course, for certain moneyed volunteers with a "pull" - and they are in the way, from the workers point of view.

Last edit 11 months ago by Denise Livengood
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of wind and air - hadn't flown since Sunday morning - and last night was puffy. Some of the boys came down from double-control flight in perspiration saying it had taken all their strength and nervous energy keeping the plane straight! and there were several bad landings made (Hear me crow now!) and while I was telling them in my simkle and unpretentious manner that it was glorious bouncing around at a hundred metres altitude, and they were accusing me of posing, our little Franco-Italian moniteur called for me to go up with the chief, and they knew then that I was to have a trial at soloing (maybe I wasn't tickled to make my first flights alone in rough weather!) It went well. The sense of power a fellow has up there alone with his sensitive plane responding to every navigta of wind, and to every move of the aerolons and elevators! On

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