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Show A Jlett&i fynxun Jtome DEAR SON:- I've just finished the dishes and dropped down at the dining room table to dash this off and get it in the mail tonight. Dad's gone back to the office for a while. Sis ran over to Helen's with some homework home-work problem so she said. I suspect sus-pect really she wanted to discuss the USO dance they're having Saturday night in Odd Fellows hall. But Towser's here tight beside be-side me as usual, with one ear cocked for the family. Speaking of Sis, she'll be through high school in June, of course, and she keeps talking about joining the WACS. I don't know if she's written you about it or not. I suppose it's very selfish of me not to want her to, but after all I'm only a mother and I'd like her to go on to college. It's hard to make her see it our -. way.. She says, "Mother, you don't understand. I've got. to either eith-er join the army or else take a war job. It's my war, too, isn't it?" As a matter of fact both Dad and I do understand perfectly, and we respect her wish to get into it. But there is another side. We'd like her to finish her education educa-tion and be ready for a really good job after the war. But when I tried to talk to her about it the other day she shrugged shrug-ged her shoulders and said, "Well, from the way Dad talks about how the governmen's 'strangling business, looks to me, Mother, as if there won't be any good jobs after the war except government govern-ment jobs. So why get excited about a career?" If I believed that but I don't, not for a minute. We've got our roots too far down in good solid individualism and good sense to let any government ruin American Ameri-can business. But I wish you'd write and ad-Vise ad-Vise her to go to college. I've just time to get this stamped and into the box before the postman comes. There's no special news. I'll try and write more next time. All my love, MOM |