Kathy to Hilary, July 17, 1971, Tehran, Iran July 17, 1971
Dear Ms. Hilarious,
Well it was nice to finally get a letter. This is the last of the stationery I stold from the hotel in Isfahan. I hear that all the Iranian cities are bustling preparing for the 2,500th celebration. [of continuous monarchy in Iran] Day after tomorrow Mom, Dad, Buck and I are going to Sanandaj in Kurdestan, which is here [hand-drawn map of Iran], and to Hamadan, once capital in a Persian empire I forget which one. [the Medes] I’m looking forward to the adventure although not to eating chelo kebab morning, noon, and night. I’m bringing a jar of peanut butter, just in case.
Kurdestan is pretty woolly they say. Two gendarme people were killed in a helicopter crash because they were afraid to drive their. Bandits, highwaymen, doesn’t it sound romantic? Wow--imagine getting captured by a ferocious Kurd tribesman!
I read about Jim Morrison being dead last Saturday. You’re mentioning him made me start crying all over again. I called Leslie when I heard and we cried over the telephone together. It really affected me enormously, Jim Morrison dying, I mean, because he meant a lot to me in my “formative years” (what Bullshit), back in 7th grade. And just that morning I had ordered a record from the Record Club. L.A. Woman. Is it any good, have you heard? How sad it will be when I get it.
Jim Morrison's dead. 
Leslie told me that the guys I went home with after her party wanted to, how shall I put it, get to KNOW me better? But never said so. And they’re back in the States. (I thought Leslie had left, but she hadn’t.) Figures. Actually, I didn’t like them much--but I could have learned to, I suppose. Leslie goes to summer school at TAS and says Kim (Kimila!), cheerleader, has been asking about me, and wants a picture. Grief! What will I be, her little pet freak?
Just had a five break in writing this, went down to Hafez Avenue--which has a ridiculous statue of two soldiers killing a dragon with a bayoneted rifle. (The soldiers have the rifle, not the dragon.) Dad and I looked for some headlights which the Alfa had broken in a rally, and then we went to the British Council Library, came home, had an omelette for supper with John B., who just came back from the states yesterday and who is spending the night. A fine example of a run-on sentence that was, it were.
5:37:39 AM 
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