My parents lived in the world before email, and they and their friends were prolific correspondents. I've become fascinated with the picture these letters provide of twentieth-century life among a group of friends.
Carmen lived at the houseboat and worked at Boeing in 1944 while her husband, the surrealist painter Bill Fett, was in Mexico. She hated her factory job and spent evenings on the lounge chair recuperating, no doubt being ministered to by Rosa. Her note on the back of this photo enjoins her friends not to show this picture of "esta horrible mujer" to anyone, especially Bill.