Boxing day

(1965 January 13)

It's a wonder I am speaking to you at all after all the trouble I had getting a proper box and packing it! (I'd give an order so I'd get the box promised me. Groceries would come in bags. Me: Where's the box? Man: Someone took it. On and on.) Finally Daddy and I went after one Saturday and I packed it Monday morning, two hours and a quarter! A struggle!! ....

Back to the Box - guess we will have to noise it around Skip is fond of small gifts unless denomination of currency. Then it is OK to go big.