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127 (Numbers got mixed up) Jan. 12 - Friday - 4:00 P.M. Got the proofs - and am sending them all you and 1 5 x 7 My dearest darling: Long one coming up - have lots to write about. First of all-some news from Walter supposedly straight from Washington. In all future operations the Army is taking over Civil Affairs - Navy men are to be used only as port authority and liaison. During the next 3 mo. 50% of Civil Affairs officers are going to be reassigned to different branches. That probably means men at Ord and still at Princeton, and not men already in the field. [Pence?] was ousted for too much interference. Walter saw Will, and the latter said he’d call today. Men coming to Ord now will just be sitting around, perhaps for months - unless reassigned. However, the Boulder men will probably be sent out. Walter asked me to ask you what the officer in charge of commerce and trade on your island has to do. Wendy slept thru til 5:00 this morning. She is still pretty uncomfortable - me too, but another day or two should see the worst over. Had the most wonderful dream. It was a Saturday night - we were living in an apartment - you in civilian clothes, and [pg 2] me in evening dress. We took a taxi downtown. I'll give the details of the ride some night when we’re in bed and have nothing better to talk about - When we got out you stopped at a street corner and bought a little red Santa Claus! Now do you suppose that means you will be home next Christmas? Anyway - I felt slightly encouraged when I woke up. I spent about an hour after getting Wendy up wrapping and rewrapping packages to mail you - and drat it, when I got to the P.O. they told me the package that was heavy yesterday was too big today. So - I had to cart it all around town and back home. Mailed ‘Still Time to Die’. I haven't finished it - the going is too rough, but perhaps I'll be ready to tackle it again by the time you send it home. I'm so disappointed that the Christmas snapshots did not come out - but think the others I'm sending are quite good. Marge is picking up the photographs for me this afternoon, and I hope to get those off to you tomorrow. Thought surely when I got #95 this morning you would be able to say you had received the Christmas Eve letter. Hope the mail is coming thru more regularly now. [pg 3] Think you had better write to the Univ. of California yourself, but honey I don't see how we could live on a teaching fellowship. Could you get a PhD someplace in the Orient or an exchange fellowship and then come back here to teach? Lt. (jg) Cannon phoned this afternoon - said all the papers were in order, but to make the claim complete we needed a copy of the bid from World Wide Carriers - will write for that tonight. He asked about you, and what you were doing, and asked if I’d be ready to join you soon - Well it's nice to think about anyway- Wendy is sitting her in the chair with me saying “doy, doy, doy”. She will soon be saying ‘ta.ta’ when I hand her things. I try to name just about everything for her so she will become familiar with the sound. We just yawned together, and Wendy ended hers with a little giggle. She really does have lots of personality, and is very lovable. Her hearing is very acute - whenever she hears a change of voice on the radio she turns around to look. The news commentators have been very optimistic the past few days. Something big seems to be brewing around Singapore. Must leave room for the pictures- We send you all our love - Wendy is chewing on the pen top.
