Most of the many letters I got from Shirlie are written to her by friends, lovers and family, as you might expect. However, I found this little gem. It is a letter Shirlie wrote in June 1942 to John Bricker in San Francisco. It was returned a month later "unclaimed." That mishap gives us a chance to have a little insight into the world of Shirlie, age 22.
While in later years, Shirlie was drawn to San Francisco and all its pizzaz and uniqueness, in her teens and early twenties, she would spend as much time on the Santa Cruz beaches as she could. This letter is about one of those "swims." I think the first sentence say it all, but read on:
The picture wasn't an outstanding success -- in fact, it's a bit hazy ('tho weren't we all!), but we thought that maybe you'd like to see it anyhow.
So -- here it is!
I hope you all arrived home in (at least) an able-to-move condition! Patty and I felt swell, and we've been talking ever since about what a good time we had.
Which reminds me -- Patty said to be sure and say "hello" if I sent you the picture; also give our "regards" to the rest of the kids, won't you, John?
"So long" 'til the next swim --
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|Patty Howard and John Bricker (Shirlie Montgomery)|
Contributed by Bob Bortfeld