There's a bittersweet pleasure in coming upon correspondence from the past, don't you think? Usually, you see more than was apparent the first time you read it. What is it about Sundays that makes me nostalgic?
Lady of the House
- Betty Draper Francis
- Westchester, New York, United States
- Welcome, neighbor. Make yourself comfortable. I don't usually like to talk about myself, but since you asked. I wasn't always a happy homemaker. I was a fashion model until I met my first husband Don on a photo shoot. He was the copywriter on an ad for a Russian Blue Fox coat I was modeling. After the shoot, he saw I didn't want to give the coat back. He asked me out. I said no. Three weeks later, the coat arrived at my apartment and soon I was married and expecting our first child, Sally. Then Bobby came along. We moved to the suburbs, for the sake of the kids. Another boy Gene came along and life got even more complicated. I'm now married to Henry who's been in New York State politics forever and is now running for office. We have a beautiful house in Rye, which I've decorated in the latest 1960s fashions. I couldn't be happier. I guess you could say my life is just about perfect. (Family photos here lovingly borrowed from an album that belongs to Uncle AMC.)
