Cinderella Man Letter from Mae
Dear Diary,
Jim just won the big fight that Joe had got him. He won $250! I was sure that something would go wrong, and Jimmy wouldn’t have come home to us safely. His hand had just healed and Joe came marching in getting him a new fight! Although they promised it was just a one-time thing, I have my doubts. I just don’t want Jimmy fighting anymore. We can’t afford it! Everything is bad enough without having to worry about Jim’s health or – god forbid – losing him! Jimmy really believes in President Roosevelt fixing things, but we all have our doubts that he is any different than Hoover. When we lost all of our money with what Jim had invested from his boxing earnings into what we thought was safe in the stock market, we lost everything. We had to move to a poor neighborhood, crammed in with everyone else from the community. I should be thankful though; at least we haven’t been forced to move into a Hooverville! I don’t think I could survive there, let alone bring Jay, Howard, and Rosemarie into that kind of danger! I hear all the time about riots and fires that burst out there. That kind of danger is scary just to imagine. I feel like once you move into one of those shanties, there is no hope of ever coming out of this mess. I sent the children to live with my sister a little while ago. I did what I thought was the best choice for their health. Howard was getting sick and I was worried. The oil and electric had been shut off and I needed to do what was best for them all. Jim, however, would not hear of it! He was so angry with me when he got home and saw the kids gone. I felt awful when I discovered what he had promised them, but I had to do something! I did what I had to do in order to keep them healthy and safe. He swallowed whatever pride he had and asked his old boxing buddies for change to help pay off the bills and bring the children back to us. He is so good with them. The kids love him so dearly. We all do. I know that everything is in complete
Jim just won the big fight that Joe had got him. He won $250! I was sure that something would go wrong, and Jimmy wouldn’t have come home to us safely. His hand had just healed and Joe came marching in getting him a new fight! Although they promised it was just a one-time thing, I have my doubts. I just don’t want Jimmy fighting anymore. We can’t afford it! Everything is bad enough without having to worry about Jim’s health or – god forbid – losing him! Jimmy really believes in President Roosevelt fixing things, but we all have our doubts that he is any different than Hoover. When we lost all of our money with what Jim had invested from his boxing earnings into what we thought was safe in the stock market, we lost everything. We had to move to a poor neighborhood, crammed in with everyone else from the community. I should be thankful though; at least we haven’t been forced to move into a Hooverville! I don’t think I could survive there, let alone bring Jay, Howard, and Rosemarie into that kind of danger! I hear all the time about riots and fires that burst out there. That kind of danger is scary just to imagine. I feel like once you move into one of those shanties, there is no hope of ever coming out of this mess. I sent the children to live with my sister a little while ago. I did what I thought was the best choice for their health. Howard was getting sick and I was worried. The oil and electric had been shut off and I needed to do what was best for them all. Jim, however, would not hear of it! He was so angry with me when he got home and saw the kids gone. I felt awful when I discovered what he had promised them, but I had to do something! I did what I had to do in order to keep them healthy and safe. He swallowed whatever pride he had and asked his old boxing buddies for change to help pay off the bills and bring the children back to us. He is so good with them. The kids love him so dearly. We all do. I know that everything is in complete