November 22, 2010

November 22, 1940 Friday "How are you coming along with the cookies..."

                                                                                  Friday

Dear Dotty -
     Can't seem to get used to this being Friday - seems like Monday - but I'm glad it is today - This week is really disappearing fast -
     What! no letter from you today - Could it be you ate too much and couldn't get out to the mailbox, or what - or is it too cold for Dammit - if the weather is freezing there like it is here I bet you are having lots of fun draining the radiator each nite - I have to spend about 5 minutes every morning rubbing the ice off my windshield so I can see -
     Have finally figured out definitely what I am going to get for you for xmas, and if I do say so myself, it is pretty sweet, besides being practical and beautiful too - just like you - Oh yes and speaking of Xmas, I think I can get off about noon the day before, so can get down to Eugene on the afternoon of the 24th - are you in favor of that, I hope-
     I have come to the conclusion also that if you really wanted to make me happy for X mas, and as long as I don't get you till next May, you ought to get me either (1) a heater for my car or (2) a new set of woods or irons so I could start playing a little better golf - remember the above is only a hit, just in case you can't think of anything better, and I don't want you to be spending too much money on me either -
     The stores downtown are really getting into the Xmas swing already - all decorated up and everything - wish I had lots more money than I have -
     Think I am going ice - skating again Sunday morning - it is getting to be more fun each time - and besides it is usually too cold to play golf in the mornings and still be comfortable -
     How are you coming along with the cookies or what are they - I am waiting impatiently, on account of I get hungry quite often - and besides it would be kinda romantic too or do you think so -
     By the way, pardon the change in paper, but I seem to be out of the better quality -
     Am going to walk down town now and mail this - and it is freezing outside - is that true love or isn't it, I ask you -
                                                                 Love,
                                                                      Bill

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