[postmarked March 12, 1968, addressed to Sheraton Hotel NYC]
Tuesday 2.00
I went to the doctor yesterday. He cut all around my toe getting alot of puss out. He gave me some black savve (spelling?) – seems to be like the stuff I had at home. Also told me to buy a pad to put under my toes. I did – it seems to help alot. I'm to go back next week if its not considerbly (spelling?) btter. I hope its (considerbly) better. Doctors must be rich – the way they charge. I paid for everything tho with money I had here. (Thanks for 3.00 I rec'd today)
I think you have met Jo. She's very nice & all. Alot more out-going than Roi. Her boy-friend goes to Wilmington College. Dale G – went to here last year – lived with Stuckey's first semester. Plans are for him to take her Sunday morning to Columbus to catch plane going to Michigan – – I wrote some about this yesterday in a letter I sent to N.V.
Got to go. Grades go out this week-end. I haven't seen mine yet but I hope (& think) they should be better than last. But perhaps Geometry ––––––
Love,
Roberta
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