Poetry, Mean Girls and Karen

One in a series of old Love Letters that I bought at the flea market and am now transcribing for my nosiest friends.

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The short-form letter writing from last week doesn’t last long as our hero bounces back to his usual long-winded style.

October 25, 1960

Dearest Kay,

I’m writing this while the maid is cleaning the room.

A MAID. IN HIS COLLEGE DORM ROOM!

If I’m not careful, she’ll sweep me out of here.

I sympathize with…