Letter Writing

My paternal Grandmother, Tatjana, was a wonderful letter writer. Here, she sits at the mahagony desk in my Parents' bedroom. On the far side of the desk sits my Dad's pipe rack. A wooden holder displays his fountain pens.

Suburban Chicago, December, 1963. That must be some letter she's writing! Perhaps she's penning a correspondence to one of her sisters, Elena or Natasha, who lives in the Soviet Union.