To Priscilla Tolkien

[354] To Priscilla Tolkien
(Written from the house of Dr. Denis Tolhurst, four days before Tolkien died at the age of eighty-one)

Wed Aug 29th 1973 at 22, Little Forest Rd, Bournemouth

... My dearest love to you,
      Daddy.

It is stuffy, sticky and rainy here at present- but forecasts are more favourable.

-From Letters of JRRT, Chris Tolkien (Editor), Humphrey Carpenter

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Stuffy. Dreadful night.
You have avoided a life of dread.
Truly, you deserved better.
Why do I always feel I will bring doom to the next person I resolved to be close with?
I deserve no one.
Maybe two Cheer Chen's cds.
Forecasts will be more favourable?