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469 November 23 - Friday - 8:15 P.M. My Sweety Darling: Do you really mean that it may be a race between you and Christmas? When I got the news this morning that your replacement was due to leave SF soon, I was so excited, I almost felt sick. How I'll ever be able to keep my equilibrium when its time for me to go up and meet you, I don't know - The little menu was by far the best that you've sent, and I thought so even before I noticed your little note. I had Vivian into a pick up dinner tonight. Frank went into the Fort Ord Hospital unexpectedly, [pg 2] suffering from high blood pressure, and will have to stay about three weeks, after which he will probably get a medical discharge. Of course Vivian is upset, but she has the car and will be able to drive out and see him twice a day. The stay at the hospital is for a series of tests, and I imagine general observation. I took your tropical to the cleaner this morning, and hugged it real tight while I was reading your letter. Bought Muz's Christmas gift at Denslow's today - Henri Bendel's sachet, bath oil etc. all done up in a Christmasy package. Sent a telegram off to Doug and Valerie this afternoon. Today being Friday, the youngsters [pg 3] were out in front of the Post Office selling the “Pine Cone,” and evidently Wendy took it all in while I went inside. When I came out she was standing in her stroller calling out “Bime Comb” “Bime Comb” much to her mummy's amusement. Its amazing the things she picks up. Sharon came over to see little sweetie this morning and wanted to see all the things Wendy's daddy had sent. She was particularly fascinated by the carved boat, and made up some wonderful imaginary games to go with it. The little room upstairs is quite the main center of attraction, and the two of them love to play up there. [pg 4] This afternoon Sharon took Wendy up into the big chair with her and proceeded to “read” the story of the “Three Little Pigs” She knows the story, and made it up to fit the pictures as she turned the pages, while Wendy watched her, wide-eyed and completely absorbed. 10:30 And its high time I was in bed. Vivian stopped by, after she got back from the hospital, and we had a glass of sherry. Now to read your letter once more, and then to sleep. I love you darling - with all my heart - Bobby
