Oct. 17, 1945

My dearest Hal,

            In the letter I had from you today you asked again about the money orders. I have answered that question in several letters but evidently you have not received those. I hope by now you know that I have gotten the money orders and deposited them in the bank.

            This afternoon Nellie Irvine and I went to see Eula Swine again. She is going to nurse me when I come home from the hospital and we needed to check up and now see if we had everything needy. I think we have everything pretty well lined up. I can’t help feeling that if I had planned a little more wisely and had things better organized for Sam, I would have found him much easier to care for. I am certainly trying to do better with this one.

            Everyone tells me I’m looking fine and I do feel very well though I find the time hanging very heavy on my hands. There are many things I should be doing but so much of it is something I can’t manage now. I found that I get tired very easily and have to take things so very slowly.

            Sam is just getting over one of those spells like the one he had when we went to Asheville last winter. He came home from school Monday feeling badly so I put him right to bed and started the medicine. He was much better yesterday and today he seems perfectly all right. He had to miss the two days from school however and I hate that very much. His teacher said today that he does very nice work, and I am so pleased to know how nicely he gets along.

            You can hardly imagine anyone more devoted to a pet than he is to his puppy. He certainly does love “Nippy.” We are so glad he takes such an interest and isn’t afraid of her. It is very good for Sam to realize that he can’t always be the center of attraction before the baby arrives. He was jealous of the attention we gave “Nippy” at first but now he has gotten completely over that and makes as much fuss over her as any one else. Peggy is crazy about her and spoils her rotten. It seems a shame to waste so much affection on a dog. It seems I am to celebrate Christmas after all. Dr. Thomas says I am to go until December 10th. I guess I’ll have to admit he is right as I’m only very little larger than I was when I left Pitts field. I can still wear the same clothes and I have only gained 3 lbs since then. I had not meant to make this letter quite such report on my condition but I guess you are interested in all that goes on so you will want to know all of this.

If only I wasn’t so lonely for you I shouldn’t mind anything else. I’m afraid that you have had your orders and by now you are getting ready to leave. I love you very dearly and wish I could see you and tell you so before you have to leave.

                                                            All my love,

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