Dear President McIntosh: My grateful thanks for your fine letter, written on the 16th.1 Just why I have not seen it before this afternoon I cannot say--but that is the case.
In any event, I want to assure you that I was very conscious of missing you to say "goodbye" in the brief hours I had on the Columbia campus. This truly disappointed me because I have a very warm spot in my heart for Barnard College, to say nothing for the wonderful work you have done there. Your courage and kindness were always an inspiration to me.
Mrs. Eisenhower and I miss our Columbia associates very much indeed. We seem always to be tackling some new and strange job--so in that respect this assignment seems just a continuation of our experiences of the past many years. But, of course, in one very definite sense it is quite different. This is the isolation that is almost inescapably forced upon an individual who lives in the particular glare of publicity that seems to have its center at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue. We cannot often see our friends; for that reason they are possibly in our hearts and minds even more vividly than they would be normally.
With warm greetings to you and your wonderful family, in which Mamie joins me, Sincerely
P.S. Mamie and I were really flattered by the little group of Barnard students coming to serenade us on one of the holiday evenings!2