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Nile Kinnick correspondence, December 1942-March 1943

1942-12-20: Page 04

are the studies going now? Win or lose, up or down, I'm all for you Sonny boy! Let me hear from you when have time. Any mail sent here will be forwarded. Yours, Nile
P.S: Tell mother to forget the point I mentioned in re: Sid; rather she wouldn't even mention it to Grandma if it isn't too late.
P.S.S: I submit a few lines which came to mind while I was in Jacksonville:
"Oh, I long for Xmas back in Iowa,
Where the landscape is white with snow,
Where the ponds and rivers all freeze,
And the north wind is sure to blow.
I want to slam down on my sled
Cut a figure eight with my skates;
Do all those things I used to do
Before we began to play for higher stakes.
Race out of the cold, in by the fire,
Soon warm before the flickering blaze,
With popcorn to eat and stories to tell.
Who doesn't yearn for those wonderful days?
Xmas without cold and snow is not the same.
It's like a picture without a frame.

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are the studies going now? Win or lose, up or down, I'm all for you Sonny boy! Let me hear from you when have time. Any mail sent here will be forwarded. Yours, Nile P.S: Tell mother to forget the point I mentioned in re: Sid; rather she wouldn't even mention it to Grandma if it isn't too late. P.S.S: I submit a few lines which came to mind while I was in Jacksonville: "Oh, I long for Xmas back in Iowa, Where the landscape is white with snow, Where the ponds and rivers all freeze, And the north wind is sure to blow. I want to slam down on my sled Cut a figure eight with my skates; Do all those things I used to do Before we began to play for higher stakes. Race out of the cold, in by the fire, Soon warm before the flickering blaze, With popcorn to eat and stories to tell. Who doesn't yearn for those wonderful days? Xmas without cold and snow is not the same. It's like a picture without a frame.