Perhaps many things
inside you have been transformed; perhaps somewhere, someplace deep
inside your being, you have undergone important changes while you
were sad. The only sadnesses that are dangerous and unhealthy are the
ones that we carry around in public in order to drown them out with
the noise; like diseases that are treated superficially and
foolishly, they just withdraw and after a short interval break out
again all the more terribly; and gather inside us and are life, are
life that is unlived, rejected, lost, life that we can die of. If
only it were possible for us to see farther than our knowledge
reaches, and even a little beyond the outworks of our presentiment,
perhaps we would bear our sadnesses with greater trust than we have
in our joys. For they are the moments when something new has entered
us, something unknown; our feelings grow mute in shy embarrassment,
everything in us withdraws, a silence arises, and the new experience,
which no one knows, stands in the midst of it all and says nothing.
Stoppin'
by to say hello friend & wish you a wonderful weekend out there on
your end!
Annette Hanshaw, v, acc. by the New Englanders: ? Charlie Spivak, t / tb
/ Jimmy Dorsey, cl, as / Hymie Wolfson, cl, ts / ? Ben Selvin, vn /
Arthur Schutt, p / Tony Colucci, g / ? Hank Stern, bb / Stan King, d.
New York, May 31, 1929.
Daddy, Won't You Please Come Home - Annette Hanshaw acc. by the New Englanders (1929)
Be as happy
as you can possibly be.
That is up to you
and me. Friday morning and all is ok.
we are having a bit much
rain and will be watching
our basement close.
There is not much you
can do about it and
the rain is needed.
So much better than
snow for us, as we hate
to drive in the snow.
Have a good day
whatever you do.
Hugs,
Thel.
