Saturday — May 6.
Dear Clarence:
Good old Sat. night. But it don't mean much to us any more does it Honey? I wish I were headed to Kansas this week or else you headed here. Didn't get any mail again today but suppose you have been busy and haven't had the time to write. I hope it is no more than that.
Mrs. Crosbie met me as I came home tonight with 2 pieces of cake — which was very good. I ate them as soon as I got inside and now I'm not hungry.
The phone just rang and it was Amos Wright. They are in town visiting and he was so unhappy to miss you. Says if you go through Denver and can, to look him up. They are listed in the phone book. Then Beulah wanted to talk so I have been listening to her for about 30 min.
Millers, Burresses and Partingtons
are eating at the Greenwich
and then playing poker at
Partingtons. I am going down and join them but will not
go until 7:45. Was supposed
to be there at 7:30 but suppose
they will be late.
Today has been nice all day but now it is getting cloudy so suppose it will be raining by morning. Am going to wash and Mrs. Crosbie said I could hang my clothes outside even if it is Sunday but if it rains, will put them in the basement. Would like to do my ironing too. I say it was nice today — I mean the sun has shown all day — but it has been plenty cold — only 26 this A.M.
Idris and Dick have a nice
apartment, small but nice. She
thinks it is so dirty but I
don't from what I have seen
of apartments. We got up
together and she fixed breakfast
while I dressed as she
doesn't have to be at work
until 9:00. I just talked to
her and Dick is there now. She
is feeling pretty badly as he
says this may be his last
trip home. Guess they think
it is the real McCoy this
time and that he may be
shipping soon. I called to see
if he had seen you (which
he hadn't) as thought he may
have some news for me. Perhaps
you will be calling in the
A.M. (I hope) so I will get up early and be waiting.
Then you can tell me all there
is to tell yourself.
Bye for now Honey
All my love Gretchen.
