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172 February 21 - Wed. 5:30 P.M. My dearest darling: Wendy is in her crib for the night, but by no means asleep for the night. She's having a long, drawn out conversation with Mr. Teddy and Edward Elephant. She is quite a little job to take care of now. When it comes to dressing and undressing - all over the bed - half-crawling, half-rolling. She now has the giggles - gluggle-gluggle-ah-da, da, DAH- I'm sitting here at the desk in my white, flowered seersucker housecoat and bare feet, alternately writing and watching the sun go down. The sunsets have been particularly beautiful recently- Phlegmatic - that's just the way I would have expected R. Hurtzburg, after seeing snapshots of him. I didn't say anything because I wasn't sure and anyway you can't judge a man by his picture. Gerry on the other hand is very lively, and I think quite attractive. I met her in the P.O. just as I finished reading your letter - I merely told her that you two had finally managed to meet - had dinner [pg 2] and jokingly mentioned the crap game. She laughed, and said she was going to tease R. about it. Their house is on Guadalupe and 4th just a black above us. I hope your evening wasn't dulled too much, but I doubt that it was, and I am glad you looked him up. Five dollars! Whee-at that rate I really will have some pretty things to wear for you when you get home. Wendy and I met Bev while we were shopping - so we went home with her, and had an ice cream party and sunbath in the backyard. We got back here about 12:30 - I put Wendy in her stroller, climbed into my black lastex bathing suit, and we both sunned some more out on the patio. It felt so good and warm, and it was fun to listen to the clip, clip of pruning shears up and down the road. Everyone seems to be gardening furiously, your wife included. When Helen brought Bobbie home from school at 2:00, they both came [pg 3] over to sun with us - Wendy just loves Bobbie, and usually laughs so hard at his antics that she gets the hiccoughs. Little sweetie caused a good bit of comment downtown this afternoon in her stroller - dressed in pale pink courderoy overalls, light blue sweater - tinker beads and white shoes and socks. Most often “What a darling baby!” And by golly - she is all of that - Dana phoned from San Francisco to tell me that she was coming down tomorrow - and would return to S.F. early next week to pick up Mike who has the sniffles. S. has a new address that sounds much like the one Hy had a few months ago. Will give it to you when I get it correctly- 8:00 Meant to tell you quite awhile ago about how much more observant Wendy is when she hears an airplane she looks up to the sky, and when we’re out and she hears a noise behind us she turns all around to see where it is [pg 4] coming from. She's awfully funny in her playpen - now that she is just learning to stand and walk, she gets in some very awkward positions - first she gets mad and starts to blow - then she cried til I come straighten her out. It's lots of fun for me, but sure keeps me hopping. Nostalgia, nostalgia - radio programs from New York. Sometime we’re going back after you’re out of the Navy and really have a wonderful time. Had nightmares again last night and reached out for you. It leaves such an empty feeling when I don't find you where you’re supposed to be. I don't give up hope that you will find some way to finagle your way back to us before the eighteen months. Just keep on trying darling. I'm with you always. Just thinking of being with you again gives me pleasant little funny feelings all over. All my love tonight and always my dearly beloved. Bobby
