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336 July 17 - Tuesday - 10:15 A.M. My Dearest Darling: That wasn't much of a letter I wrote you last night, but I did have a good buzz on. Woke up about three feeling as if my head was falling apart, but feel fine this morning. Now after breakfast, Helen and I are both letter writing. Charles is going to phone Helen tonight. He's still trying to swing something so that he will be sent stateside. We’re writing Riley and Mary too, and asking them to come see us. Helen and Wendy are getting along beautifully - Says Helen “She's not only intelligent, but hell, she's good too!” Right now little sweetie is [pg 2] taking her constitutional around the room, and doing very well. Helen brought her a set of matching plate, bowl and mug all with a picture of the head of a little pigtailed girl, and saying “For a Good Little Girl” - hand painted [drawing] She arrived just before Wendy's bath and supper yesterday afternoon. Wendy looked her over very carefully for a few minutes and then made friends very quickly. Helen says up til now she’d always keep the little boy and toss out the girls, but she's changed her mind after seeing Wendy. Charles writes little from Pearl, because he doesn't want Intelligence to [pg 3] know he's trying to get into Military Government. I don't think he has much of a chance the way things are stagnating, but he might be able to get into something else. Helen doesn't know what her plans for the immediate future are, they depend of course on whether or not Charles gets back soon. If he doesn't think he'll be back by October she thinks that she will go east for a little while. She should know something tonight, because Charles is phoning again after just speaking to her a week ago. Wendy has learned something new. This morning when she woke up I said “Sh” and she came right back at me with “Sh”. Now that she has learned to say “dee” - she holds everything she can up [pg 4] for me to see and approve of. Now she's walking over to your picture to show you a piece of cellophane. She really knows your picture and when I ask “Where's daddy?” - she looks right at it. Time to go to town now sweety- will write again tonight. I love you very much- Bobby
