July 15^th, 1944

Saturday Morning

Dearest Ken;

While addressing this letter I noticed that it was nearing another important date in our lives—July 20^th. In one respect it doesn’t seem that you’ve been so far away for two years, while in other ways I sometimes feel like you’ve been gone for twice as long as that. Mary, who lives next door with Dorris has been homesick for her husband and he’s been gone only three weeks and a half! And she knows that he is in Hawaii, which isn’t as far as you are. Well, such is life in the big city.

I wanted to sleep this morning, but was wide awake at nine o’clock, so I finally got out of bed and am going to start doing the hundred and one weekend tricks I must perform. Leonna wants me to come over to her house for the weekend, and if I can give Mrs. Bremeer her hypodermic this morning and then another tomorrow night, I shall go to SF.

When you write, be sure to tell me how Nancy is feeling; it is such a shame to be ill so early in her career, don’t you think? When you mentioned she was a bit difficult about it all, I must admit that I don’t understand just what you mean. She may not feel like herself for quite some time and her husband must be patient with her. As you have observed, women are sort of funny animals!

Lots of love,
Berna Lou