Roberta McReynolds writes: “I suppose you’ll hear all kinds of reports about influenza so I’ll tell you what I know. The doctor claims it is real and spread from that dance last week. I don’t know how many cases and something like 15 in town, 2 new ones this morning.” I carefully folded the last letter and slipped it back in the envelope. It felt like I had picked up a snow globe and peered into a life that had been frozen in time.
Grandma’s Boxes: Letters from 1918
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