Wednesday,

Dearest Hal,

Today Daddy and I picked two bushels of snap beans to sell. We eat all we can and can all we can and still we can’t keep up with our garden. Last week we gave the school two bushels to can. The Home Demonstration Club cans anything anyone cares to donate to be used for the lunches for under privileged children. It seems to me that even the poorest people in our country are helped and looked after. I think nearly all children can pay for lunches in times like these but of course with rationing it will not be possible to buy vegetables and fruits as they have in the past.

Sam is very anxious to go to school this fall but I feel he is too young. He would be a year younger than many of the children in the first grade. I think it would be hard for him to keep up with older children. I would rather he didn’t have to be always tiptoeing to try to keep up with seven year olds. Sam reads a little now and he learns readily but he gets tired of trying to concentrate and then gets very wiggly. I keep hoping that maybe by next year you will be home again. Maybe we will know better what we should do.

I wish you could see my gladiolus. They are truly beautiful. Everyone who sees them admires them so much.

Tonight we played some records. It is one of my favorite past times. I hope we can have beautiful flowers and music in our home. The most beautiful thing about it will be having you in it.

All my love,

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