The Curtiss H. Anderson File

Over the years, Curtiss H. Andersson sent many letters and essays to my maternal grandparents. My grandfather, in the last year of his life, gave me a big accordion folder full of these letters and essays. My grandfather was proud to have been friends with Anderson, proud of his friend's accomplishments as a writer. This folder was full of letters jotted on the back of retirement home cafeteria menus, essays scrawled on binder paper--but there were clippings in there, too, of articles published in magazines and newspapers. I guess my grandfather gave me the folder because I was a writer. Maybe also because Anderson had been in the Signal Corps in World War II and I was interested in World War II cryptography.

Later, I typed some of the essays up and posted them online: