Dear Nancy: For the first time in my life (I'm 19 years old) I can't go to my mother. I wouldn't tell her what I am going to tell yon for anything. . . . Until New Year's Eve, Nancy, I was a happy girl. . . .
Dear Nancy Brown: So much has happened since I last wrote you. I think it was when my baby boy had died and my Golden Girl was bitter over the expected arrival of another. Well, I'm all alone now. . . . JUST A MAN