11 December 1941 – Queens, New York
This is a pink birthday card – the cover has a young woman arranging flowers, with a gold ribbon tied through the card.
On the front of the card, it says:
To You at Sweet Sixteen
Inside the card, it says:
Your sixteenth Birthday is the day
When life has never seemed so gay.
The world looks bright and brave and new,
And evidently made for you.
Oh, I wish you neither wealth nor fame,
But just that you’ll always feel the same!
Handwritten underneath the poem: