I didn’t know that the Fitzgeralds even had children, so I was very interested to see F. Scott Fitzgerald’s life suggestions for his daughter, Scottie. Apparently I need to start thinking more about my horsemanship (nonexistent) and worry less about growing up (I think that’s happened?) and insects in general (but they’re so creepy!). But I do like how he ends the letter:
Things to think about:
What am I really aiming at?
How good am I really in comparison to my contemporaries in regard to:
(b) Do I really understand about people and am I able to get along with them?
(c) Am I trying to make my body a useful instrument or am I neglecting it?
Will endeavor to get along with people and make my body a useful instrument. Or at least live like a flapper. That works too, right?