ABSTRACT
Sitting in his library, a whiskey and soda by his side, Eugene Murdock regarded the letter from his son. The foreign stamps, the small, thin script, thrilled him. He tore the flap and spread the letter.
19 May
Sitting in his library, a whiskey and soda by his side, Eugene Murdock regarded the letter from his son. The foreign stamps, the small, thin script, thrilled him. He tore the flap and spread the letter.
19 May