The kindness of strangers

(1955 January)

Well, it was a lovely party, wasn't it? as MM <10> says every hour. "Mother, wasn't it fun in Madison? That's were I'm going to live." It will probably do until she sees something bigger. She is a perfect mouse on the bus. She will have nothing to do with us, but goes and sits with a stranger and has the time of her life. She did everything possible at the hotel including reading the Bible, but hadn't time to try out her desk. So she brought the stationery along and sat with a girl who had a ball point to loan and wrote Ginger. Handily standing in the aisle was a grade supervisor who helped with spelling and commas. No one had a stamp.