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#1615: Willa Cather to Lydia Lambrecht, February 20, 1943

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⬩W⬩S⬩C⬩ My dear Lydia1:

I am sending you by this mail a package of Christmas cards which you might be able to use as greeting cards to your many relatives next year. Every year I get such lovely Christmas cards, and so many of them.! I keep a great many, (all those that are from dear personal friends,) but I cannot keep all of them, and I have several times sent to Nebraska3 packages of cards like those I am sending to you. While my mother4 lived, she liked me to send my Christmas cards to her. But now there are very few people who care about “picture cards”, as we used to when we were children. Movies and illustrated magazines have done away with all that. Children never make “scrap books”5, as we used to do.

Yes, I had a rather bad year, which ended with a rather serious operation6 - had my gall bladder taken out. I was ill for many months. But all that is behind me now, and I don’t like to think about it or write about it.

I am so glad you had a good season last year. I only wish your dear mother7 could have lived to see green crops come back to Nebraska. You must be getting wonderful prices for your eggs now. I pay seventy-five cents a dozen for fresh eggs. Fortunately, I am not very fond of eggs!

I gather from the Red Cloud8 paper9 that many of your kinsfolk are scattered by the war. I wish them all good luck, and may it soon be over.

Always your true friend, Willa Cather