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97 Sunday Dec. 17- 8:30 My dearest darling: I love you - can hardly wait til next Sunday night so our Christmas tree lights will shine straight out the window to you. Today I decorated the mantle with two tall red candles and some holly-like branches taken off a bush in Paula's garden. Stockings will wait til you are home. Last night just after I finished writing you, Mrs. Edwards, owner of the house next door phoned. I spoke to her - and it must have been convincing - because I was able to get the house for the Bensons. Sent them a night letter and know they will be greatly relieved. M and F got Wendy the bond - and this morning we received a $50 check from them for our anniversary. I'm going to put it in our checking account for books and to swell the balance so I won't feel quite so close at the end of the month. No mail from you in two days but your last long letter has kept me going When you are with me again I know I'll be able to laugh at all this - because tragic as it all seems now - I know there are [pg 2] some funny sides - and I become more keenly aware of them as time goes by. All of you in Wendy is a wonderful stabilizer too. This afternoon I took her to Agnes M. as planned. We went in a taxi Boulder fashion. I was wearing my blue tweed suit, and it reminded me of the many times I had taxied to Sick Bay in that same suit. Laughed when I thought of how much more fun it was to have Wendy on my lap than in my tummy. She behaved so well - Both Agnes and her mother said she was the cleanest and prettiest baby they’d seen. They are New York Irish to the core. Agnes has been married just a year. Her husband Ralph is a cavalry officer in the Philippines. They lived in the Bronx near N.Y.U. - Richard, Agnes’ brother a naval officer was killed two years ago. Guess I told you Agnes expects her baby about the 15th of January, and is hoping for a boy. We came home about five. Got Wendy undressed for her bath - forgot her shoes and socks - and had to laugh because it reminded me of you - walking around with nothing on but garters, socks and shoes! May that [pg 3] Smell - day come soon, again. Wendy ate all her supper - opening her mouth like a little bird, and then going sound asleep. Marge asked me to come over for supper, but I decided to stay home and write letters - M and F, Muz, Mrs. Price, and Mrs. Conrad and you. Now I really am sleepy. Haven't unwrapped any presents and I'm not going to - til 6, next Sunday night - By the time this reaches you Christmas will be over, and we'll have next year to look forward to. We send you all our love darling - take us for a special walk sometime soon and tell us all about it- Bobby 17/42 M and F came to lunch - suggested we get married next week! We thought so too - called Dr. Black - down to City Hall - up to Peasant Craft - nothing definite yet.
