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225 Navy #3247 (Mil. Govt) F.P.O. San Francisco Wed. 16 May 1945 My dearest darling, Here it is bedtime and the evening I meant to spend with you has vanished. I came in from work late and completely looped after a terrific day - couldn't even lift a pen for an hour after dinner; so I read the excellent “Notes and Comment” on Roosevelt in The New Yorker - ‘Talk of the Town’ - for April 21. Then I composed a brief note for Wendy's birthday, wrote a 3 page letter to M and F unclosing money order, and here it is ten o'clock. The last 3 days at school have been hectic ones of considerable accomplishment in the way of building activities - getting the [pg 2] projection booth wired, painted and properly finished as to details - same for the stage - seeing the framework of the teacher-built auditorium go up - finally getting around to the walks, etc. But today the major headache, what with Slicer gone this past week (at the hospital where Rein is for a check up, generally run down) is a report on the entire history of the school which, together with those of other depts., was due yesterday. Tel is writing it, I'm typing and editing - while people come in and out to ask or ask for one thing or another all day long. But this is just a brief spell, and things will settle down to normal again before long - or if this is normal, to the [?] in which we catch our breath long enough to say I love you W.
