Oct. 9, 1945
My dearest Hal,
We are
waiting to see Dr. Thomas and from the looks of this crowd I’m afraid we will
have some wait. This is one of the most tiresome things I have to do. Tonight
is the time for my monthly checkup as well as our rag weed
shots. I wish so much that these visits were at an end but each your
time I come makes it that much nearer so it will soon be over I hope.
I have not had a letter from you since Saturday. Everytime I miss a day or so I begin to wonder if you have shipped out. I feel your time must be getting rather short by this time.
I have gotten the money orders you spoke of and I thought I had told you about getting them as soon as they came. I had thought I would put your money into bonds but I believe I will wait until after the baby is born so I will have plenty for anything that comes up. I hope to manage it all out of my allowances but I would feel better to know I had plenty for any emergency.
I am
planning to pay everything as I go so we won’t have any bills hanging over us.
Since I have been home from
It’s a
wonderful feeling to know I have someone who can be with me and help me through
this. I wish you could do it but I know you are doing the best for all of us
and you can feel perfectly safe in knowing that everything is being done for us
me that anyone can do. I know you wish you could be here with u. You couldn’t
possibly wish it more than we do.
Thursday
At this point we finally got to see the doctor. It was 11:15 and Sam and I were both worn out. We took our shots and Dr. Thomas said for us to come back Saturday morning. He wants to give Sam a metabolism test. Sam is growing like a weed as you know and he complains of being tired so Dr. Thomas thinks its best to check on his metabolism. He will examine me at the same time. I was awfully glad to get to come on home because I hated to be on the road so late. Mother insisted on going with me but she wouldn’t be able to help much if wed have car trouble on the road so late at night.
Peggy has been going back to town all this week for a course in Sunday School work being given at the 2nd Pres. Church. You know she is a teacher in the S.S.
On Monday Sam came home from school and said that they had started having a daily inspection to check on cleanliness and neatness. He was very much tickled because the teacher gave him a perfect score and he is working very hard to keep his lead. It seems he was the only one in the class who had a perfect score the first day. You can hardly believe I know that he gets up and washes his neck and ears as well as his face and hands without being told. Shoes have to be shined, finger nails cleaned and teeth brushed at least twice before he is satisfied. I can hardly believe it. She informed me yesterday that he only had to do this for a month so I’m afraid it’s like all other good things and will come to an end all too soon.
I have gotten both money orders of which you spoke and deposited them in the bank.
I feel that
the time for you to leave is drawing very near. I wish I could go with you but
the best
All my love,
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