I got a ticket to Lysistrata!
Dearest Patricia:
You looked as sharp as ever at the concert tonight and were as charming. How happy I am that you have such excellent taste, are blessed with a radiance of personality and a smile that are straight out of heaven and a voice that is music itself. If anything ever was, to paraphrase one of your own expressions, “I’m deeply thankful that you are you, and that you and I have mutually adopted each other”.
You (and Ron, also) have been very sweet to me today - but you especially. When I had given myself up to and expected wasn’t of four days or so with no chance of seeing you before some time Monday, I take down the phone in answer to its ring and hear a miracle, “Will I take you up to the mountains again to feed the kittys?” gladly! And though you were grateful, it was all sheer pleasure for me. “The hours I spend with you, my darling - are like a string of pearls to me. I count them over and look forward to each new one in turn -“ another paraphrase but not an idle word in it!
Then , to have you phone me this afternoon, just because you “felt that I wanted to call you” put my heart in high gear.
And to have Ron hunt me up tonight and invite me to sit with you for the concert - just filled my eyes to brimming. I did so enjoy the concert - but more because I could sense your presence and I like to see and know that you are in the company of a young man as fine as Ron appeals to me. To me he is a truly cultured and polished young gentleman, well above the others I have met in your company. He represents the kind by whom you should be surrounded and protected for the rest of your days - with me in for a while, of course - just for a bit of perspective!
I’ll be waiting to hear your voice on the phone in that promised next call tonight or tomorrow. Sweet dreams, sweet. Carl.
Dr. Carl Duncan and Patricia Whiting Collection (SJSU)
