Mar. 16, 1944

Dearest Ward,

Such a cute little letter I got today and written in pencil too. And you sure know how to operate it too, don’t you. And incidentally, I think you were a little bit fresh and insinuative in that letter. Shame on you for talking about pencils and their operating areas. (But don’t cut it out.)

I’m glad you finally had your clothes taken care of so now I can really puff up when I see you. Looks like you’re looking forward to a big weekend. I am too.

I expect that you’ve gotten those other two letters that I wrote you last week and caught hell because you didn’t believe me. I’m going to make you eat every word, you worm.

Incidentally I don’t go around without pants only when you’re around to experiment and find out. So that’s why I bought some more.

Since I’ve been home this evening I’ve been doing my ironing and now I want to get a few lines to you so I can mail it when I get downtown to eat. I’m going to wash my hair when I get back, and I’ll still have a letter to answer. I heard from Abba yesterday. The girl whose hubby got shipped and she went to New York to see him.

My dear little Sweet pea, will you on your arrival here Saturday change that spare and the knob back again? I will leave the key on the dressing table, and there is a gas station on 24^th St. just across from Woodworth so you won’t have to go far and it’ll only take you about five minutes. Probably the guy at the station will let you take the necessary tools although all you’ll need is the nut wrench. This kind, as the bumper jack is right handy there on the floor. You’ll see. I guess I’ve got one of those wrenches but you’d have to move all that stuff in the back of the car so it’d be easier to borrow it as long as that station is so near. See, so you do it, huh? (You’ll feel more like it when you get here than you will later.)

No, dear I’m at the same school and probably will be.

Bye bye for now,

Love,

Ruthie