Dear Folks:
You are probably thinking I walked into a switch engine on a dark night by this volley of paper but there isn’t anything to do in the evenings.
Something I just thought of that I would appreciate very much—a subscription to Time and The Reader’s Digest. Reading is the best way I know to spend leisure time.
Tomorrow is Sunday and I’m going to church there in a small Episcopal one in town. Maybe a ball game too and I’m the guy that keeps the score, etc. Last Sunday we got beat 15-0 but we just begun.
Two more letters today but none from you for three days. Suppose they are somewhere enroute.
Well guess this will have to fill the bill this time—after all it was only 24 hours since I wrote you last. Aloha—hate to go to bed—one guy in(the) tent snores and it sounds like a Brooklyn ball game.
Love,
