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#138 Navy #3247 - FPO San Francisco Friday 16 Feb. 7 am. Darling, Last night we had another sukiyaki party at the farm, this time with a dozen or so Navy nurses, two or three Red Cross girls and two Army nurses. It had occurred to me yesterday morning that this would be a good time to have Dr. Hurtzburg over. Happily, he was able to come and although it was too gay an evening for much conversation about home, I saw a number of snapshots of Gerry and their four year old son, taken in a Carmel setting. They have a cute cottage - “Lazy Pine,” on account of the tree of that description in the back yard - and apparently it's not very far from where you are. (He remembered the address as Guadelupe and either 4th or 8th). I had him in my tent for a little Benedictine and showed him all my pictures of you and Wendy - he seemed quite impressed. I have a return invitation to spend the day at his unit a week from Sunday and will probably be able to make it; we'll probably go for a swim or play volleyball, otherwise just sit around - except that I'll ask to be shown thru the hospital. It was hard to form an initial impression of [Rein?] Hurtzburg in an evening. Smooth-faced, well-fed looking and slightly graying, he is about 42 or 43 (11 years older than his wife) and appeared to be rather too phlegmatic for my taste. Last night, at least, I had [pg 2] to make conversation: i.e., it didn't come too spontaneously. Perhaps that was because (with everybody else getting tight) I was restless and impelled to join in the merriment, while he was relaxed and casual and although no particularly offended or bored by it, didn't seem too much interested in the dinner or in throwing himself into its spirit. He seemed to think the Okinawan dancers, who delight me more each time, lazy or uninspired. Toward the end of the evening while he was waiting for his transportation (an enlisted man came with a jeep eventually) we drifted into watching a crap game, and here again he showed no desire to participate. He watched, however, while I got into it for a few minutes: I told him it was my intention to quit at +/- $5. If I lost it would be my expense (and worth it sometimes for the fun of it); if I won I would have just enough to send to you. I won my $5 in about twenty minutes and will send it in my next letter. Have fun with it darling. I'm at the office and a man is waiting to see me; so I must close. I love you sweetie. Warren
