How Wonderful It Is That We Can

We All Live With The Objective Of Being Happy; Our Lives Are All Different And Yet The Same.

Our Many Jewish Friends And Acquaintances Are Being Taken Away In Droves. The Gestapo Is Treating Them Very Roughly And Transporting Them In Cattle Cars To Westerbork, The Big Camp In Drenthe To Which They're Sending All The Jews....if It's That Bad In Holland, What Must It Be Like In Those Faraway And Uncivilized Places Where The Germans Are Sending Them? We Assume That Most Of Them Are Being Murdered. The English Radio Says They're Being Gassed.

But Feelings Can't Be Ignored, No Matter How Unjust Or Ungrateful They Seem.

Up Till Now I Always Thought Bickering Was Just Something Children Did And They Outgrew It. Of Course, There's Sometimes A Reason To Have A 'real' Quarrel, But The Verbal Exchanges That Take Place Here Are Just Plain Bickering. I Should Be Used To The Fact That These Squabbles Are Daily Occurrences, But I'm Not And Never Will Be As Long As I'm The Subject Of Nearly Every Discussion. (they Refer To These As 'discussions Instead Of 'quarrels', But Germans Don't Know The Difference!)

Let's Not Talk About It Any More, But If You Still Want Anything Please Write To Me About It, Because I Can Say What I Mean Much Better On Paper.