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The Final decade in the life of Richard Penrose, from 1922 to 1931, was spent in Philadelphia, the home of his childhood, engrossed in caring for the many threads of interest he had spun for himself around his world. These were years full of honors well earned, gracefully accepted, and graciously acknowledged. Despite this, however, there is a wistful note in his correspondence, a nostalgia for the old days of purposeful endeavor and acknowledged goals to be won. It was fine to have won the goals he had set for himself, but it was also sad to have no more great goals toward which to work.He seems to have been drawn particularly close to his brother Charles in those days. Charles, wife had died in the spring of 1918, and the two brothers seem to have been drawn together in their sense of loss, the one of his father, the other of his wife. “Tal” died in February, 1925, and then Richard was lonely indeed. He occupied a suite at the Bellevue-Stratford Hotel in Philadelphia, and spent less and less time at 1331 Spruce Street, the house of many memories.Miss Marion Ivens, who had been Tal’s secretary, continued to occupy the same post for Dick until his death. She had her office in the Spruce Street house. In a letter to J. Stanley-Brown, written a year after Richard’s death, Miss Ivens told how, after she had finished the letters and other work for “Mr. Richard,” she would take it “to the Bullitt Building for filing.

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