It was really a family atmosphere with everyone per- fectly at home free to be themselves. When Sunday night came and Lucienne had to switch places with her brother again, it was hard to part with such pleasant company. She has enjoyed many happy hours since just reliving the wonderful memories of that weekend and most assuredly is returning soon for another visit. Who knows it may be she will meet you there and be- come your friend too.

Best regards,

Lucienne 30-L-2FPE

Dear Virginia:

Found these photos of a very lost young lady, in case you might be able to use one of them in the up- coming photographic issue.

The poor girl is really without any friends, home, loved ones, what-have-you. I'd get rid of her if I could, but she haunts me like a wraith. You might say she's attached to me.

But it isn't easy for me. When she's around she costs me nothing but money, and she constantly both- ers me to buy her pretty things. She's untidy, com- pared to my wife, and I have to pick up after her whenever she gets dressed up to go anywhere. She's forever ripping nylons, and they don't grow on trees, you know. And I don't think she has a home, because she always wants to stay at our house. My wife hates her, and I can't invite her to stay when the better half is around. None of my friends have met her, be- cause she takes careful pains not to show up unless none of them are in the vicinity.

The neighbors have seen her, but I'm sure they don't know who she is. They suspect, I presume, that she's just a girl who borrowed my car once or twice to go driving. She doesn't drive terribly well, by the way. Gets in heavy traffic and nervously sneaks a look in the car mirror every other second to see if she looks all right. What kind of a woman driver could

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