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436 October 20 - Saturday - 8:45 P.M. Sweety, Sweety, Sweety - If I don't soon get some big, fine, fat letters from you I'm going to pop. This suspense is terrific tho I know I can't possibly get the letter, whether it brings good, bad or I don't know news, I'm waiting for, til next Tuesday or Wednesday. No mail at all again today, and I don't expect any tomorrow because Sunday is such a slow day. Saw Sammy this morning, and had a delightful chat with him. He met his wife while they were both working on “California Home and Garden” magazine. However [pg 2] he didn't date her til 12 days before they were married! He took her to the movies one night, and from then on things began to happen. Sammy doesn't believe in long engagements, and added “You know I sort of surprized myself - waited 39 years too!” He reminds me of a shy little chipmunk - and he's taking a terrific ribbing from all the men in town. I think perhaps it might be fun if we had him and his wife in some evening - I think if we got them talking, they might prove to be a very interesting couple. Wendy is turning into a real housebreaker, and nothing breakable is safe around her. In the past two days she has broken a candy dish, and the cigarette [pg 3] holder and ash tray Gerry gave me for my birthday. This afternoon when little sweetie woke up we decided to go for a walk. When she was all fastened into her harness we started off, and walked all the way down to the Jones cottage. I don't know for sure, but think Doris White is living in it now. Just past there we happened upon a little gray KeKo kitt-y and Wendy spent a delightful half hour chasing and playing with him - she even crawled under a car in pursuit. At first she called him ba-by as she does all her dolls and stuffed animals, but before we left she was calling him kit-tee. I had to carry her part way home thru [pg 4] the woods, because the pine needles were slippery and her little legs tired. I am trying to train her to keep dry at night, because she's been bothered with a nasty diaper rash from sleeping wet. I gave her her milk at 4:00 this afternoon, and put her to bed without a diaper. I'm going to pick her up at ten, and have my fingers crossed because if she's wet, I'll have to change both sleepers and bed clothes. Oh darling before I forget - if you have a chance will you see if you can pick up a couple of white wool Navy blankets to send home. They’re perfect for children. Walter sent some, and they washed beautifully. Of course there may not [pg 5] be any extras, but if you were able to pick up some pants and shirts the same might be true of blankets. To bed now, and I hope dreams of you- Darling, I do love you so - Bobby
