TO: Forrest F. Emerson
I step from my pillow to your hand to thank its sacred contents, to hoard, not to partake, for I am still weak.
The little package has lain by my side, not daring to venture, or Vinnie daring to have me - a hallowed denial I shall not forget.
I fear you may need the papers, and ask you to claim them immediately, would you desire them.
I trust you are sharing this most sweet climate with Mrs. Emerson and yourself, than which remembrance only is more Arabian.
Vinnie brings her love, and her sister what gratitude.
Last updated on March 7, 2008