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#234 Navy #3247 (Mil. Govt) F.P.O. San Francisco Mon. 28 May 1945 7:15 am Dearly Beloved, Last night after spending half an hour in Riley’s room getting the words to “The Gatherrrin of the Clan” (a memorable song climaxed by a stanza which, for real poetry, surpasses any pornography or vulgarity I've ever heard- Frrrickin in the parlorrr, “ [Frrickin in the] ttticks Y’couldna hearrr the music for The swishing of the prrricks) I stopped off at the Club for a coke and found Tel and Johnny Reif in conversation with the gal from Vogue and the general, who are both from the same city (Galveston). She is in a position to do a real service for MG by describing this activity here in a magazine catering to women, and the pity is that she seems to be rather a drip with little understanding of the [issues?] and a [pg 2] lot of false sophistication. Tel came by our quarters here after I’d returned and the gal had left - he was fed up, or at least pretty sure that the day's effort in taking her around wasn't going to amount to much. She wants to write a complete article, and thinks she can do it by sauntering around for 5 or 6 hours; a thing of this kind requires certainly not less than 10 days or two weeks of deliberate and earnest study to be any good. No I shall go through all your recent letters (having fairly covered back ones in #235 written last night) for salient items - 10 pm That's what I thought! Just remembered that the garish one from Vogue (Mary Jean Kempner by name) was coming to the school early and that I’d better be there to cover the office while Tel made the rounds with her - as it turned out, I had to go around with a photographer all [pg 3] morning to interpret for him while he lined up pictures for her - classroom shots, nurses treating school kids, women carrying water, others working in a pineapple patch, etc. This afternoon I was busy lining up things to be done while I'm away for 3 or 4 days (technically it counts as official business but as a matter of fact it's more of a vacation - I expect to see Walter, spend some time studying the educational setup, visit with Columbia classmates and others I met in Hawaii, etc. It should be a very pleasant change. I don't think there'll be much of a gap in the mail, honey - may be a day or two, but that depends largely on how it bunches up. I'm leaving a note or two for [pg 4] Arthur to mail for me. Can hardly realize, darling, that by the time you get this Wendy will be one year old. And yet she looks so grown and so alert in the little picture in front of me (in her coaster, with shawl over head) that I shouldn't be surprized. I feel almost certain, darling, that we will all be together again by the time Wendy's 2nd birthday rolls around, and not just for any miserable 30 days. But I use the wrong word, sweetie, because it wouldn't make me a bit miserable to see you for just ten days right now. I’d take it many [?] except one which meant that would lengthen my total time away from you by more than a like period. I shall begin another note right now, and leave it to be mailed the day after this. I love you, darling Warren Be patient one more day and you'll hear my reaction to those wonderful pictures [pg 5] Still Monday night (11:10 pm) For Thursday morning Sweetie- I suppose no matter how many letters I write in advance, you'll still wait eagerly for the first to be mailed when I get back from my visit to Walter; so I'll just say that whatever I'm doing at this moment (Thurs day morning) you may be sure that I'll be thinking of you, darling, and loving you Warren
