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15 April 1947
Dear Dad,
Hi! It was good to hear from you dad. Clarissa and I are doing good. The weather has been getting warmer here, and Tommy Chuske and I have been down to Skitters creek already.
Grandma and Grandpa say "Hi!" and so does Clarissa.
I made the freshmen baseball team! I think that having the last name of Jones did not hurt! I will be the first baseman. Coach says I hit real good....I drive hard off my back leg, and level off, just like you showed me. The coach says that maybe I should try pitching, but Tommy and Jimmy Graziano are better. We only need to carry two pitchers, and they take turns.
For the first time in our school's history, we will have a Negro player on our team. His name is William Jefferson, but we call him Willie. He is a terrific player, and a nice guy. We all like him. Cody Jamison said something mean to him, and the coach took Cody out back of the gym and whupped him. We could hear him yell all the way out to the ballfield. Willie was very greatful to the coach. Willie said his dad used to play in the old Negro leagues, and knew Cool Papa Bell, and Josh Gibson. Willie says that some of the best baseball players ever never played in the major leagues, with people like you dad. Is he right?
Well, I hafta go do my homework. We are talking about Berlin, and the Soviet occupation zone. Did you ever get to go to Berlin during the War?
Your son,
Fredric.
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