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35- Saturday Oct. 21 - 5:45 Dearly Beloved mine: We've had no mail since Wednesday - perhaps there will be some either from you or Henry tomorrow. I hope so, ‘cause my curiosity is getting the best of me. Wherever you are darling - I ask only that you are safe and happy. If only I could be there to help you, I’d be happy too. Our radio arrived this afternoon in perfect condition, and I am so very pleased to have it - it's such good company. Mother and Father have sent your watch - I can't get you a flexible band - only a link one - would you like that? Wendy is admiring the ceiling, and making Bronx cheers ecstatically. If you thought she was a faceful, with her cereal, you ought to see her with meat soup. When she can sit in her high chair will take some real pictures. Have less than 100 pages of ‘The Tempering of Russia’ still to go - Hope to mail it out on Monday. [pg 2] This afternoon we stopped to see Bev. Bev C.'s apartment is being repainted soft pink, and looks very well. Time to dunk the sprout now, will write more tonight. We love you so very much darling - Bobby 9:30 P.M. Forgot to tell you I cleaned house today - missed cleaning your pipes - got some yellow and orange marigolds at Kips. Darling, I'm missing you terribly - I just can't help it. Did I tell you I was going to put everything in storage except our trunk of clothes. There is enough to get along with here, and probably wherever we move, Storage will cost about $5 a month, but I think we can afford it. I've sprouted some white hairs - at this rate I'll probably grey by the time you get home! Wendy's newest pleasure is having me touch her toes to her nose - that's [?] fun - She's awfully strong, yet flexible. Listened to Roosevelt's speech tonight, and I thought it was good. Are you going [pg 3] to be able to vote? Marge phoned tonight - I'm going to make Wendy's next appointment with Dr. [Lusiguan's?] the same afternoon as Jeff's so that we can drive over too. She is quite an armful for me to carry - tho an awfully sweet one. Golly honey, mailess days sure hang heavy - I know there is nothing you can do or I, but it sure is hard. Guess I'll go to bed and read myself to sleep - So much I want to ask you - tell you - but most of all have you - Bobby
