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    "ocrText": "3\n77/25/50\n3579 Warder Street, N. W. ,Apt\nWashington 10, D. C.\nJuly 20, 1950\nMr. Harry S. Truman\n200\nPresident of the United States\nWashington, District of Columbia\n7/19/50\nSir:\nconc\nYour radio message last nigntat ten thirty means nothing to \"we\nthe people\", your telling us there is no shortages, if there were\nyou would have issued \"rationing\" at once, falls on deaf ears. Why\nis sugar off the grocers shelves, and if and where some can be\nfound the price has increased? Why has bread gone up? Why has a\nhundred or more food prices gone up suddenly? It seems that this\nadministration for some years now is all class for putting money into\nthe rich pockets, robbing the middle/and poor till their bodies are\nskin and bones; many committing suicide, killing others. This, our\nUnited States is no more the \"America\" that our Fathers fought for\nand made. It is a mixture of Europe and We don't know what. Why\nappropriate $20,000.00 for the FBI, it is you and our Government\nmaking the crimes. \"We the people\" can't live under such conditions.\nIt is either suicide or rob. Many well meaning people, good living\npeople have gone what the world may call crooked; Why?, hunger is\nso rampant, the denand@dress demand for appearance, dress, is so\ngreat that to eat and dress today is one must live a double life,\nrob, or get out of this world. Apply for a position today and not\nlook well dressed, well fed and you are not wanted, go what is the\nsolution, but as above, suicide, rob, or live a double life with\nthese rich business men. Why/has virtue almost gone out of this\nCountry today, a Country that could always boast of such. You have\na good daughter, a good wife and are a clean cut man, but why not\nlet us all be that way without had your salary in-\ncreased to meet the demand of high cost today, Congress had their\nsalaries increased, and yet you get a thousand and one gifts of\nfood, so does the politicians, but we have to live on the small\nsalaries and pay theasorbent prices of today. How can we do it?\nabsorbbent\nof Independenxe\nI come from a good/family, the Declaration/ was written in my\nGreat, Great, Grandfather's house, at Sixth & Market Streets,\nPhiladelphia. What do I get today? I sit at tables in public\neating places with a few vegetables on my plate, and my body only\nskin and bones, practically half starved, with DP's, who have a\nfull course dinner of meat, soup and nuts, and tell how our\nGovernment bring them here and find them a room and send them a\nmonthly check. How do we feel? This our Country, and we being\ntaxed beyond endurance. I have worked as a typist with C. P.A. and\nto see the incomes of others and me working for a pittance is\nbeyond endurance. What can I do? Today I am thin as a rail, weigh\neighty seven pounds, a full grown woman with respect to keep herself\ndecent, washing and ironing, then turned down for Public Assistance\nbecause of refinement; nerves shot to pieces, hearing greatly impair-\ned so that no one will give me work, please tell me what I can do to\ngo on living inthis, my Country.\nIn all true sincerity\nmiss mariannel Cocker\nP.S. This is an old borrowed typewriter and in poor condition.\nMC"
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