Friday, Feb. 1, 1946-
My Dearest Hal,
Today
Mother, Peggy and I went over to
I know you will be happy to come home to a comparatively clean place after living in such a smoky atmosphere as you describe. I thought you were on your way as I did not hear from you for over two weeks. However today I had two letters written the 9th and 10th of January. He has gotten a big telescope and a small telescope and two eyepieces. If you plan on sending more telescopes ill have to build a house to hold them, but Sam and I are very much excited over what we will be able to see when we get these telescopes fixed up. The large one is of course too heavy for us to handle.
Bob writes
from
I
have written
I had a cold while Bob Page was in the hospital but am all well now and do hope I am going to have an easier time from now on.
I have wanted to have Billy come out and stay a few days but Sara’s children have chicken-pox and as mine have not had it of course he can’t come now. I simply can’t risk having poor little Bob Page catch anything. He is having such a hard time anyway. Right now he is sleeping like a lamb. My how I hope this keeps up. Darling, we miss you very, very much.
All my love,
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