July 22, 1944
Saturday Night

Dearest Sweetheart;

Amelia is staying all night with me and we plan to go to San Francisco tomorrow morning and hunt an apartment for me. Commuting is desperate and is exhausting me - - as soon as I get home, I usually jump right in bed and stay there until the next morning. Besides the transportation problem, the bathroom set-up is practically unbearable - - six people to one bath. A friend whose husband is interning at University Hospital, knows a doctor and his wife who are moving over to Oakland the first of September and she has promised to ask them to help me get their apartment - - it’s out by the U.C. Medical Center. Sure hope that comes through. Since I plan to work over there, I just must find a place. I wouldn’t object to paying $35.00 a month; over that I shall have to find a roommate to share expenses until Amelia is finished next February and moves in with me! She says that by that time, Ken will be moving in too! Somehow, of all the girls I know, Amelia is just almost my favorite. I do hope she marries someday - - her equal. She’s too smart for any man and can do the cleverest things. Since she was “locked up” for four years with TBC she didn’t get a chance to hunt! I wish we could do something about her celibate state! That reminds me – did you know that Virginia Brennan was working in Bluffton, Indiana, clinic? Wonder why she doesn’t come out here now that she is free? I must write to her and find out all the news.

Love,
Berna Lou