July 24, 1947

Tuesday

Dearest Doc,

The above is just a gentle reminder - I didn't receive a letter today.  Of course, I should give you a royal going over. It is still so very cold. I'm sure you have read about the cold wave that has hit the midwest - Ok, so you don't read my letters. Anyway, I'm out in the back yard in my read woolies trying to steal some heat from the stun, which is trying it's damnest to come out.

Oh yes- I really am sorry you are not around - you are missing a lot of fun.  Elixir had to leave today she will be gone until Friday and Carl and I are keeping the home fires burning. Carl really is a lot of fun when in his sillier moments - and we have fun having them.  We are taking turns doing the cooking and it is a big laugh. He is almost as bad as I - which is really bad- I have just found out. I can't cook. Doc - do you mind?  Shredded wheat for you. That is along with bread jelly twenty times a day.

I suppose my many duties interrupted me for it is after dinner and we are listening to the Berkshire concert - so my thoughts are of you.

Really, Doc, if I don't see you soon I shall go bats - and what would you say to that??  Imagine what your friends would say if you cause a "nice young girl" like me to go haywire.  Do you know what to do about that - Hop in that plane and come here - leave note "gone to see Annie" I'm sure your father would understand, wouldn't he? After all - we are only young once. That is a very weak argument. We are only  young once. perhaps if I tell you I love you and need to see you badly, soon - please come.  What do have planned for August?

I wish I would hear from you. It seems such a very long time since i've heard from you and it only was yesterday.  Tomorrow I should have a letter, you must have written Sunday. Don't you think I have been very good? Say yes!

And word today - my brother is home from Alaska - That is all.  I'd like very much to see him, guess I will, he may stop here on his way back.

K-2 reporting for more flying time.  Frankly, that record is pretty bad. Listen - if you'll ever get one in the air you really won't be able to do much flying. I'm going to establish the world's record - That is with your expert help.

I'm trying to read Bernard Shaw. Notice I said trying.

July 22, 1947

Sunday

Dearest Doc,

I'll be a good  (  ) and write to you today. There really is nothing new - I love you but that's old stuff. Let's see how long have I known you?  That's how long from the first night - even though , I acted rather badly the first night. I can act like a lady, you know that but I feel so good when you are around, really nothing bothers me, it's wonderful. Nothing seems dull, dark or of little value. You are good so me, Doc. If only I can do as much for you, I'll try - In fact, I do try. I'm completely happy with you, we have had so little, Doc, our happiness is really just beginning. 

I really can't say I have done much of anything since you were here. I have tried to do some reading - unsuccessfully, with you, you have taken my powers of concentration.  I don't mind, you have replaced them with something so much better than what can be gotten from stuffy old writers.

Tomorrow is Monday and the mail can't come fast enough. I shouldn't expect a letter because it is such a disappointment when I do not get one.

Monday

Frankly I don't know what happened to the remainder of this letter yesterday.  Thank you for the letter - The cards are very nice - as are the letters.

This may be too short and dull but I want to get this off before Elinor goes downtown. Really, Doc, you can't be serious about not receiving any letters. Saturday I know you didn't but soon you shall receive a bundle. I have been writing honestly - How could I keep from writing?

I hope you are considering coming here soon. I believe Jo will be here, so the three of us should have some crazy fun.  I'll be a good girl, you don't even have to kiss me if you don't want to - just sit around and look handsome. How is that?

I'll continue sometime later. I don't know who or what is responsible for all the interruptions - forgive them - I hate being interrupted - with trivial things. Let's see why was I saying? Seems I've said enough already.

Oh there are several cases of mumps in Faresh Park, oh boy, I hope I get them. Wouldn't that be sweet?

It has been very cold - Why aren't you around? Perhaps I'll have to engage a Westinghouse - second though, you had better rush right down.

Doc, are you suspicious of me - why would I want to have any secrets?  Don't you think you know everything?  It really is very funny - it is so simple. What a big joke on you - Rounds - I really can't write you but I'll tell you why. Don't let your imagination give you the run around.

Elinor has to leave now, so I'll drag this on and give you no peace. I really have nothing to do right now so you'll have to stuffer - Stop here and throw it away - the letter, I'm referring to.

Guess you wouldn't be interested, but the invitation is good anytime.  Perhaps you remember my speaking of "Mother" Goodrich, one of the nurses.  She has invited us up anytime - see she knows about you.  She is the one who sealed my letters SWAK. Her husband has been taking flying lessons. They both are gems. The most generous two people I have ever met, their home is humble, but the most welcome place I have ever been.  I feel more at home there than at home.  Is that hard to understand? It was rather strange well as she became labeled "Mother Goodrich" She had been doing many wonderful things for me so she was one mother to be remembered on Mother's Day.  She really was thrilled to know I remembered her.  She said, "you'd make me so happy if you'd call me Mother Goodrich, as I want so much for my daughters to be like you." She has three - Boy she is wonderful and I'd like so much for you to meet here - So, Doc, please say you'll come.  What have you planned for August?  Please, no work!  Some wife I'd make - not wanting my husband to work - But I'll change with time.

I miss you, Doc, so very much. Seeing you was good for me - but now I am unhappy it was for such a short time and you are so far away. I can never express myself completely through letters.  I need you around to do that - express myself completely. After all, it's the added attraction that counts. 

You should see the position I'm in. On the couch per unusual, the kids are sleeping. Oh peace, it's wonderful. I wrapped in a long blanket - who said it wasn't cold?  Why aren't you here? I feel like I am coming down with the mumps so you had better rush right down.  I need a good nurse.  One who really is an expert on making a bed with the patient in it - you really are wonderful.

Excuse me - I really have to go - for now!  love you! I must get this letter finished I shall post a "do not disturb" sign out.

Gosh, this weather - you must come to Indiana and heat the place up - will you? What was that your father called your mother when they were first married? Hot-something? Oh yes, I remember now. We won't go into that!

Carl is going to mail this - must close

Be good and write

Love Always,

Precious

Flap note - To compensate for this terrible letter, I send many many kisses - Maisie 

July 19, 1947 (Saturday)

Saturday

My dearest Doc,

My, what a serious letter it was - the one I received this morning. I am glad you have been doing some serious thinking. But promise you won't do too much!  It is a glorious, wonderful feeling being in love with you. Doc Rounds, What have I done to deserve it? and everything will work out beautifully well. Really, Doc, we have no desperate problems.  Firstly - of course, I shall come to Boston - Because I want to be with you and also get to know your family and have them get to know and like me.  Do you think they will?  Nothing is really difficult if we do it together. What do you think?

Also we have no religious p problem - yes it would be easier if we were of the same religion - But we aren't - so we shall face reality and go on from there.  This would be so much easier if you were here, please come. It does not matter to me what my parents think - you are the one that counts. But I am getting off the subject - I really have no right to ask you to turn Catholic and I wouldn't want you to if that is what you did not want to do.  Religious is important to me - perhaps because my parents have always been so strict - but it is not my entire life, if so, I would dash off and join a convent.  We could still have our religion if we were married. Are you, or have you proposed?  If you don't - guess I'll have to be the aggressive one and do it. Really, Doc, I can't wait for "leap year."

I'm sorry, Doc, but tell me of a person who can forsee the future - Alone, do you know what's ahead? You're wonderful if you do!  What do you see for me?

Doc, I don't care what Elinor or any other sister of mine has done - I know what's good for me and also, what I wand to do with my life. We are all individuals. Yes, it was an unfortunate experience for Elinor - not for the family though. There are no scars, unless one looks might long and deep. Elixir has a wonderful life now and is very happy - Don't you know that?  It was all wrong - from the start - she was only 19 - out for excitement - which sh got - but that has nothing do to with us - If I hadn't told you about that you'd have never known - so what would you have thought about?

We can't say we know a little about each other - That is not so. We know enough to be in love. You do love me - don't you, Doc?  Gosh, I love you I'm so sure of it.  To think the first time I tell you it would have to be via mail. Oh hell, why aren't you here? I would tell you it a million times.

Excuse me - I have just retired to the back yard. Carl has been given me a bad time. Really, the sun feels good it has been quite cold and rainy. Why aren't you around? Are you getting anything out of my letters? It is all so simple when you are around. Listen my pet, why don't you come, in August and I could go back with you - to stay in Boston for the winter or forever - as we see fit. California can with.  We can go together - you see, you are the important one in my life - the thing, the utmost is for us to be together, "Together" that's my theme song form now on.

As for knowing my family, you have met most of it - Elinor has really been a mother to me. Strange, but I really have never been very close to my parents. Dad may be very difficult to understand. I'm all too serious.  Let me tell you - I love you.

Thjis has been bothering me. Why do you say you feel sorry for me? You haven't changed your mind, have you? Doc, don't do anything you don't want to do, really. I'm being honest with you. I love you. Is there anything else I can say? Don't feel sorry for me. I don't need sympathy. That is not what I want!

No, I don't know what you mean, yes, we have cheated ourselves out of sic months of living, but why cheat ourselves out of a lifetime? I'm responsible for those six months - I'll make it up to you, promise I will.

Something on the lighter side - you should have been here last night. A neighbor couple came over about 9:30 with mint and a thirst for mint juleps, which we had.  They were pretty good but not being a drinking woman I had only one. Also had a putting contest on the living room rug - everyone was pretty stiff so the putting was unspeakable. After my golf game of the a afternoon. I wonder why I try?

Keep up the good work.  I'm referring to your letter writing. I love your letters, they are all we have beside memories - and each other - You are really in my life now, Doc - and you can't get away. Do you mind?

Tomorrow is Sunday and no mail. - to bad - I'm continually waiting for letter so be good. This - as you mentioned is not one sided. What can I do to make you understand? What do you mean by being onesided anyway?? It is definitely not that!!! Doc, what do you want straightened out? Doc, don't do anything you don't want to do - Oh hell, why didn't we go through this when we were together - I can't express my thoughts very well on paper - Some critic I'd make.

No matter what you think - or how much you weigh - measure - and decide - remember - love you! That should make all unpleasantness (there can be none) oblivious.

Say you'll come - in August - please!

All my love, 

Anne

Card flap - I hope this letter doesn't make you weary. I don't want you to be unhappy ever. A big kiss for you.

July 19, 1947 (Friday)

Friday

Dear Doc,

I'm waiting for Carl, he is stopping and after that we have a golf date.  A break for me. The three of us have the "bug". Elixir and Carl play in the a.m. and he and I in the afternoon. So watch out. I feel hot today. I really have to do something about my game - understand  I'm speaking of golf. It is pretty bad - but even you could beat me. I 'm glad you are taking up the game. Seriously though, it would be fun playing with you, golf or otherwise.

Thanks for your letter. You are a little behind, don't you think? I'm patient though. In the meantime I'll be real good and write.  If ever you tire of this dullness, let me know - remember what I told you about letter writing?

Gad man, the trip back sounds as though you needed K-2 for quickness. I would have loved it - rain - and all. Good gosh, man, when will I ever get some flying time in?  All I can tell you is I'm glad you are home and you really should have stopped off in Valparaiso - but we won't go into that. I believe I have quite completely, do you not agree?

I keep relieving the days we spent together. What fun. Last Friday right about now. It was a perfect day. I hope you think so - everything was right, even the train times.  We must make plans for a return visit, Mr. Wrigley.  No fooling, Doc, why don't you come down the first two weeks in August?  Visit Mother Anne, would you be happy if we sent you an engraved invitation?  We shall. Boy, I wish you had stopped on your way home. Gad woman, will you ever forget that?? Frankly, I think not!

Let's see what else I can fight with you about? You really should have sent me a message (telegram on arrival. If you think so or not - I am concerned with what happens to you - so don't let it happen again.  Guess I'll have to take you hand - sometime - would you mind? I'll be gentle.

My apologies for losing your appetite. What else can I say? I know, nothing like the Beacon Hill Gang to satisfy one's appetite. That's what I always say.

Please elaborate and the statement - "Save all your affections for me - you have hardly enough" - Brother, you ain't seen "nothing" Wait until I really pour it on - you'll retract that comment hurriedly.

As for photos - I'll see what can be done. How about a nude?  Now will you be silent?  really "precious," I'll have some taken as son as I feel a beautiful day coming on - After all - we beauties have our days. Here is Carl, wish me luck with the golf game - Bye.

I'm afraid all the luck you could ever wish me couldn't help my game today. Oh my heavens I really was a rat on the course.  What terrible golf. Now I am convinced, you could beat me - no kidding.  My brother would die if he had played along.  Carl did alright - poor competition I am.  I must get some lessons.  I like the game too well to give up in disgust.  What a big fat laugh.  I'm sorry you were not along. Big joke for you.

Carl is preparing for the knock out blow of the day - you are right!  Cocktails. So from here on I am not responsible. Understand? Good.

The couple on the card could hardly represent you and I  - not if I had anything to do about it. I'm sure I would.  How does that suit your fancy - fine for me. Haven't you learned to close  your eyes yet?  After a ll, that is what is done in Hollywood - we must do as the elite do.  Tell me, how does the Beacon Hill Gang do it?  Another dirk and I'll illustrate, ok?

Listen my love, whenever you abandon me for an old 22 caliber rifle, I'll have to be around, so make with the writing, or else!! Also, it never occurred to me there was any similarity to a rifle and Anne Roberts - you may have a different impression. Of course, we both are quick on the trigger, good joke.  But that is not what you were saying - what were you thinking?

What do you really think??? about anything.  What are you not here?? When are you going to come? How about the first two weeks in Aug? I'll play golf with you - also promise to be a good girl - and not give you a bad time.

An interesting note about your appetite, my "skin-flint".  We have appetites - they can be satisfied in many ways - not necessarily by eating. Boy did I get myself into this - I'll just be a rat and stop - use your imagination . 

Excuse me - a joke. Did you say you lost seven pounds? Hell, Daddy's little fatty how you did it?  Probably from eating hot dogs. So, if you really had come around and stayed longer we would have fattened you up.  How about it?  When?  We'll promise you.  you needn't eat any salads - Peter Rabbit.  People are strange - that is the way we eat.  I may conform - providing it's steak for lunch.  "Bread'n jelly twenty times a day."

Why can't this be last Friday?  Time could stop right there.  I hate this - being along with only memories to cling to - Guess I should be happy with them - so much time is spent ' waiting and wanting.  I'm so tired of snatches of happiness. Why can't it be consistent?  perhaps someday!  And I AM not PLASTERED - 

Tell me, what have you been doing?  Are you having any fun?  And why not?  Have you been fling?  Also , did you have a good time at  Bills?  And why didn't you take me along?  You really should have, you know!  No, I have never been to Zinzinniti, where hell is it?

Perhaps I should apologize for my litters - but I won't because I don't want to - I am honest with you, what more can you ask?  Ask me anything!!!

I really do miss you, Doc, I really can't concentrate on anything for l ing without thinking of you and wishing you were here.  Even my golf, you better stay away from that.  Forgive me, I promised you I'd never call you a (  ) - I wasn't.

Please write - and tell me what you think, 

Love,

Maisie

Card flap - Sorry you had to wait so long for this. I wonder is it really worth it? Why do we have to wait for all good things? When are you coming? Please say Aug. I have some records to establish.  A Big Big fat kiss for you. Wish I could do it personally.

July 17, 1947

Flap Note: Read the Pitman letter last.  A big kiss... for you.

Wednesday Afternoon

Dear Doc,

Really Do, I am not very happy with you for not stopping on your way home as I hoped you would. Why?  Are you tired of me? Do I shock you? Is anything wrong? You see, Mr. Rounds, I do have a wicked imagination.  Until I hear from you I shall not try to control it.  So there.

We were expecting you yesterday.  No kidding.  However Carl was most considerate and tried to soothe my anxious nerves and suggested a game of golf.  It was a lot of fun but my game was rather lousy.  I was concentrating on your trip.  So see what you do to my game?  Be it golf or otherwise?  Anyway, as I was saying, after the game the three of us really got stink. In the meantime both Carl and Elinor remarking how good it would be if you were here.  Of course, I had nothing to say...not much. Carl "is" struck by a brain storm that is beside the drinks, so he says, "Why don't we call Austin and see if he has left for home...if not get him down here" and so we did.  But you were on your merry way.  And I hope it was mere.. Frankly I can't understand why you did not come.  I'm sure you had your reasons.  But they will have to be mighty strong to influence me... Please note.. My typing represents my mood.  So watch out.  Rounds you are my victum.. that's spelled vic tum.. so there.

Here is what I'm going to do, Doc, You'll be sorry.  You really have to come and take me in hand.  It's the vices for me.  Smoking, Beer, Men, MEN, wild living and anything else my idle mind can think of.  So watch out.  As for Boston, I shall not include it in my territory.  I won't even give you a chance..

Carl was also interested in chartering you and the plane for a trip to Madison, so you see you really could have killed two birds with one stone.  That is besides one Anne Roberts, second thought you did that too.  Also for your information I have a bathing suit. a bathing suit, did you get that?  All for you.  But you are not here so I will have to find someone else to exhibit it with or shall I say to? 

Oh yes, as I was saying, Carl was planning a trip to Madison.  So being the good kid that I am, I sent Elinor along.  I'm beginning to enjoy staying home alone.  But perhaps I am a case.  That is an involved subject.  We won't go into it in great detail.  I'm sorry you are not here.. but I am having fun.  Of course we could have a lot more fun together but I guess I'll have to be content with the paper hangers.  The young one who was not interested in women. Do you suppose I could interest him?  Fat chance but it would be worth the try.

This typing really is the nuts.  My typing is like my golf..that is not saying much for my golf but I am a modest girl...fat chance.. I really could go places if I used the or my powers of concentration.  I really can type..OK, ask me for proof.  Can't have it.

Last week at this time we were together.  Weren't you happy?  You know it is all your fault.  It is not the same this week.  Oh hell, Doc, why didn't you come?

Let's see what else I can fight with you about?  Listen my fine friend, there better be a letter for me tomorrow from you. Or else.  Now wasn't I a good little girl for writing you the letter you received on your arrival?  I hope you appreciate me, Doc Rounds, Guess I'm just a lost child. 

Had a surprise for you but I'll be real mean and make you wait.  Station W.A.I.T. waiting. It really is good news but you are deserving of any good news from me.  That is if you still care.  I have my doubts.  Doc am I giving you a bad time?  Good.

My maternal duties are calling me so I guess I'll have to give you a bit of peace.  Not that you deserve it.

I don't know why but really Doc I am mad about you.  Being mad about you describes my present state.  See what you do to me?

Please write and tell me what you think.

Anne

Wednesday Evening

Dearest Doc,

I'm sure Sir Isaac would throw up his hands in horrors if he saw me using his Pitman paper, but I'm sure he wouldn't mind after I used some of my Ivy tactics.  From now on you may call me Precious Ivy.  How's that?

Really Doc, what have you done to me?  I can't take my mind off you for one moment.  Is that as it should be?  Guess so.  I'm sure you have gathered as much from my frequent letters.  Do you mind them, Doc?  No kidding, I really do not know what to do with myself.  That is a state I am not at all certain of, personally..what I mean is I have never felt this way before.  even when I thought I was in love with the fellow whose fraternity pin I wore.  I wanted to tell you about it but somehow it didn't seem right.  Would you have wanted me to tell you?  Now that you're not here I find I want to talk about it.  I shall  wait though.  Perhaps you don't want to hear about it.  It is nothing, really.  Guess every girl has an uncertain affair that never woks out as it should, for the simple reason that it shouldn't.  Everything happens for the best.  Remember the six months you spoke of?  It was a period where I made up my feeble mind.  Which really was not hard to do.  How happy I am that I met you. Can I ever tell you what you did to me?  When you met me I really was twenty six.. I acted that age because that was the way I was expected to act.  All the old uppitty Army stuff.  His father was a Colonel in the Regular Army.  And I hated it.  All those false airs.  Why impress anyone?  I was so tired of it all I just wanted to let down my hair which I was able to do when with you.  Thank you, Austin Rounds, so very much.  It is good to know what true love really is. Look me up in your little book and see what it was.  Bet you could write a thesis.  Why don't you?  Does all this tire you?  If so, I shall say no more.  What do you want to know about me?  Doc,  except that I am in love with you?  Or shall we not speak of love? and why not?

Gosh, if you knew how anxious I am for a letter. Please let there be one tomorrow.

I don't think I really ever formally thanked you for the music, have I? If not I have a million times already.  Thank you so much.  In fact, I thank you every time I play it.  I shall suffer a relapse or what ever is suffered if I hear Borge's phonetic punctuation.  That is the damnest thing I have heard.  Did I embarrass you? Oh yes, Mike waltzes beautifully.  The Blue Serenade is really a very lovely thing.  The record will be worn out before you have a chance to waltz with me.

Listen, Precious, when are you coming down.  After all, it has been a week already?  You are more then welcome at the Steven's home.  We want you to come... excuse that we stuff.  I want you to come.  Will you please?  It was so good having you around.  Did you have a nice time? Perhaps I am blowing my off..Brains.. I'm speaking of.

Much as I would like to rattle off for hours if you will listen I really have to feed the baby.

I'll enclose this in the other letter. if my letters bother you please feel free... Speak your mind man.. I'll listen.

Be sweet.. I think you are pretty wonderful.

Precious 

July 14, 1947

Forest Park Avenue, Valparaiso, Indiana

Sunday

Dear Doc,

I find myself suffering from a phobia.  Overtime a plane flies over I keep hoping it will be you.  I'm being very good and writing you a welcome home letter.  Hope you had a good trip also that you stopped at Valparaiso.  Really Doc, we "Didn't" have a lot of time together.  You must come back.  I am not very happy now that you are not around.  Gosh, Beetle, I do miss you.  Of all damn things, it rained today.  Guess I don't live right.  I'll try and use a bit of mental telepathy and get you on your way back.  I'm telling you it will not be easy for you to leave.

Say when will I get some flying time in?  K-2 reporting.  Boy was I a dope, that isn't a very good start,, should at least be K-1000 WX.  So there, You must realize how anxious I am to get some flying time and you will dash right over.

It was fun having you around, as though you did not know.  Right now it is too damn quiet and lonely. Elinor and Carl are gone to the movies I guess.  Why are you not here?  I'm asking you.  I have no one to take care of the records.  You are such a good record changer, especially when you forget to put the arm of the machine on the record.  Not once, but several times.  All is forgiven.  I was worth the kiss.  Do I shock you, Beetle?  Right here I promise never to call you a beetle again.  I'm sure you must know.  remember there are many species of beetles.  It is a very interesting subject.  Pardon me time for a bottle of Millers, first one today.  See how good I have been?  Just because you are not around.  I really don't like it.  So please stop off on your way back.

I have been having a terrific time recuperating from our trip to the big city. How are you feeling, Mr. Wrigley?  It was all worth it.  Best time I have ever had.  Perhaps that can be tribute to the company.  Suppose? Silly question.  Oh, an airplane is overhead.  Guess it isn't you.  And why not?  What can I do so you will stop off.  Of course, if you have not stopped.  You are feeling like a big heel. As it should be.

I could really go places and do exciting things if I could operate this D... thing.  But you'll forgive me won't you?  The only advantage is that you can read what I'm trying so very badly to say.  My brain woks faster than I can type.  That isn't very fast.

You should be here today.  Nothing exciting.. just having you around is enough for me.  Do you think I am eager, Doc?  I'll be honest. I am. What do you think??? I really don't have anything to offer any man. really.  You may think that sounds silly but I"ll not elaborate.  You wouldn't believe me anyway.

I wish Jo could have been here.  She would have enjoyed seeing you.

From the looks of this typing the only asset I have to offer any employer would be my lap.  He could set on my lap and reverse the procedure.  What say?  May I submit an application?

Elinor is going to the city tomorrow and I believe I shall go around.. excuse me along.  Perhaps I may find a bathing suit.  Now will you stop off?

Oh Doc, I forgot.  Thanks million times for leaving your shirt for me.  Gosh I really didn't think you would.  Much as I'd like to I couldn't possibly come to Boston to collect.  It was sweet of you and I appreciate it.  You'll never know.  It looks just beautiful on.  You should see it??  That's a question, son.  Boy, am I a dreamer.  But it is fun and I would look very nice in it.  After all, Doc it really takes a woman to that.  So please? Say man just what do I have to do to get it.  I'll join the crew then you'll be sorry.  Boy?  would I give you a bad time....

I must close.  Don't let me tire you.  Can I ever tell how good it has been for me to see you?  I will some time.  When will I see you again?  Let's make it soon. Promise it won't be years again.

Please be careful when getting that fling tim in and remember I have some time to get in to..K-2.  Some record for me but I guess you are pretty used to it.  Tell me, do you kiss all woman in your plane?

Be good and write won't you?

Love,

Precious

June 25, 1947

Tuesday

Dear Doc,

 I really am terrible.  Forgive me for being so bad about writing.  You may beat me - if you wish.

I'm hoping I find a nice big pile of letters form you when I get to my sister's.  Perhaps I didn't tell you but Carl said one way to be sure of my return is not to forward your mail to me - so you see I'm rushing right back.

My brother looks wonderful, lost a lot of weight - result of meeting "the" worm.  I'm very happy for him because he seems to be "bubbling" over with it.  Right now he is writing her - my inspiration!

He played a little gaeftady - How! What gaff.  He is very patient and is so helpful.

Oh, Doc, I have something for you - just a photo was looking over some of my memories and I think you may enjoy it.

Doc, are you planning a trip.  It's been a week since I've heard from you.  I'm leaving tomorrow.  If Jo gets back.  She is North for a interview.  Yes, it is p possible to get tired of resting!

Dicky and I are going to look the town over and to have some beer - aha!  He really is swell - He is going to the U of Cal.  Gosh, what a man!!!  Be good, Doc, and have some fun!!

See you soon. 

Anne

Envelope flap: Tomorrow I'll have a letter.  Tough for you if I don't.

June 24, 1947

Dear Doc,

This is really a break for you.  I'm referring to this long letter.  Really, Doc, I have thought of you but haven't been able to find time to write.  Haven't you been suffering from ringing ears?

I have been having a great deal of fun.  Heavens, I've done more in three days than I had in seven months.

I feel good seeing the many long lost friends.  My brother is coming this evening so I'm looking forward to it very much.  Ah, at last, a golf partner.  He is the one who wants to play "pro golf" some day.

Jo has been doing some flying with a friend who is suffering from a terrific case of poison ivy.  Poor kid, really was miserable.  She sends you her love.  We have been doing a lot of swimming - Say, Doc, what I really need is a pair of "flappers".  Of all the crazy things.  We are going this p.m. if it doesn't rain and I'm sure it will.  If so, I shall write you a nice long letter.

It is amazing what a little fun will do for one.

Try it!

Must dash -

My best -
Anne


Flap note:
Say Doc, When are you coming to the mid-west?? I'm anxious.

June 9, 1947

June 9

Dear Doc,

I want to impress upon your mind that I really am a busy woman and in order to write letter I really have to exert a great deal of effort.

Good heavens, after reading the above.  I have decided it is a heck of a way to start a letter.  So I shall start again.

Dear Doc,

Thank you for the nice letter received yesterday.  Don't think I don't appreciate them because I do - I realize you are very busy.

Say, the weekend trip sounded, or present tense, sounds like wonderful fun.  Something I really enjoy doing.  However, a weekend is not long enough.  I like to stay at the lake all summer.  You see, Doc, I really am a very lazy person.  We use to spend the summers at Grant Lake and really raise H.  I'm sure I have told you of many of our "times" at the lake.  I think I could even endure the hair raising plane rides- piloted by one "Reckless Rounds". 

Incidentally the "new person" you were talking about you'll find on the face of  this card.  Looks just like me.  Don't you think?

I have a beautiful tan.  I get it mowing the lawn with a machineless mower too.  Sometimes I wonder-  Just what is happening to the men of our day - Broad question I must say.

Excuse this letter.  I really am not plastered so one could well surmise form it - must be the heat!

I am - or we are - waiting for Jo to make her appearance.  I hope she hurry up and gets here.  The golf course looks wonderful and I'm dying to play.

I hope you enjoyed the "Pops" concert - I envy you.

Must dash.  Time for dinner.  Do write soon.

As ever,

Anne

June 6, 1947

June 6

Dear Doc,

I miss your letters but I guess in order to get one, one must write letters, So!

I have been at my sister's enjoying the peace and quiet of family life.  I'm having a wonderful time with my young nephew, Mike.  We are planting a flower garden, oh boy have I turned domestic.  It is a relished change.  I feel rather nervous and helpless with the baby though.  He is two months - funny looking little bird.  I think babies are ugly until about six months.  They remind me of featherless birds - Remember Pam?

What are you doing?  If I may ask.  Also when is your vacation? 

My sister is in Chicago for the day.  I'm having a wonderful time with her record collection.  For your benefit I am playing the Gaité Parisienne - any requests?  This is a lovely afternoon.  It is raining and very dismal.  The boys are napping so I have peace.  This is really fun.  My brother-in-law and sister think I'm batty.  I keep suggesting they go out.  I enjoy the boys so much, taking care of them is no task at all.  Maybe I am just a "home-body" after all.  Anyway it is a change.  Pardon me time out for a change.

Oh say, you should see me now.  The Milwaukee Sanitarium was never like this.  Gosh, I really can fly to the head of the class.  I can now boast my diapers do stay on- Big accomplishment.

Listen Doc, give "Honey" a rest and do write me a letter.  I think you owe me one.  So you had better get busy.  I wish it would stop raining.  I am in the mood for  some golf.  Guess I'll go out with my sister tomorrow.  Care to join us?

I really must close - Baby is crying.  Must do my duty as a "mother".

As ever,

Anne

May 31, 1947

Tuesday

Dear Doc,

Just a short note before I get ready for a "going away" party the nurses are giving for me this evening, probably the last letter you will receive from me - while I am here.  Time is drawing near and I am glad.  Boy, I really am going to bread down and have fun.  Perhaps I shall survive perhaps not, we have great plans for the summer.  I haven't time now, shall elaborate later.

Congratulations to you and the crew for the fine "crewing".  It seems like a lot of fun.  I sure the undefeated men couldn't have got along with No. 4.  Say he looks like quite a character.  yes, I guess his mother thinks he is pretty wonderful - Thank god for mothers.  Say, No 6, Herman Mowatt looks alright.  Also Warren Young, thinking about it strongly I may get to Boston after all, Ahem!

Say, Doc, aren't you afraid to go out on the water without your flappers?

I think I shall go "bats" if Saturday does not hurry and get here.  Now that I am leaving I rather dislike it.  I have found so many good people here.  It has been a wonderful experience.  By the way, I followed your suggestion and am having some fun.  Thursday afternoon I am going flying.  That I am looking forward to very much.  I have met a pleasant young man - a medical student, one of the lab technicians at the Sanitarium, guess he was a former naval pilot and it has been a welcome change doing some dating.  Gosh, I had forgotten how to act -

Wish I had time I would tell you of a deal Mrs. Aldis is arranging for me.  I shall write more when I have time.

Say Doc, you do look thin.  You'd better gain a few pounds before you boast of looking like Charles Atlas.  Perhaps the "before".

Don't fret about the letter to Jo - I sent her your love and also a hope of a letter.  She is having a wonderful time.  It seems like a heck of a long time since I've seen her.  Boy, watch our dust.

I going to play golf, tennis, have a steak a day, millions of martinis and plenty of fun.  One serious thought is my limit - Probably be a wreck.

Be good

As ever,

Anne

May 19, 1947

May 19

Dear Doc,

You may shout hurray, if you wish.  It is raining and no tennis.  So I will be very very good and answer your letter immediately, or perhaps, you may "try" that perfect crime on the post man.  Please, Doc, don't.  I really wouldn't advise it.  Or was that settled in the last letter?

Considering the difficult time you had writing the last letter you did fairly well.  It was good hearing form you - after a week of writing.

Tell me more about Robert Young.  The only Robert Young I can recall is Robert Young, the war hero. Anyway, who ever he is he has some good ideas.  The two you mentioned appealed to me.  I think he is perfectly right, about getting married when one is young, or particularly not purchasing a house.  There is a lot of time for that.  A couple is inclined to get "too settled down" and not have any real fun if they do.  Women become too interested in their domestic duties and are unaware of the fact that their husbands want more than a good dinner and clean house to come home to each evening.  Of course, that all helps and is necessary but there is more - so very much more.  Wow!  I got involved - forgive me.  Anyway, who the heck is Robert Young?  You run into the strangest people.

I find myself counting the days until Jun 1st.  For your information, Doc Rounds, the "salt water rest cure" may not be what I need at all.  Good gosh, that could be anything!! Pardon me, while I get out my medical journal.  Tell me more.  You know a cozy spot, hmm?  I'll have to know more about that "salt water rest cure" before my doctor will consent.  Please send all information to my address!  Sounds interesting.

Frankly, Doc, I believe I am losing my mind (never reach that point) Fear not.  There is no censor en route.  I suffered a mild seize of hysteria when I found I had not enclosed the darn thing.  I could just as soon tell the thing to go to H. but it can be done and I'll prove it to myself.  It really isn't worth waiting for Doc, so toss it out the "windy".

Before I continue - I shall explain.  I'm not responsible for the "SWAK" on my last letter but it really isn't a bad idea.  Mre. Gendrich, one of the nurses, confessed today.  I wondered why she always asked if I had heard from you.  See, I had her mail my last letter to you.  We are continually playing dirty tricks on one another.  It is a lot of fun and they all are fine girls.  Sometimes the treatment should be reversed from all observation but we are happy or try to be happy.  There is a difference, isn't there?

You are quite right.  A lot of my time is spent with heavy backs, so you called them but I don't mind.  Of course, I'd rather be having a steak with you.  If that is what you suggest But!!!  One would think that you had no freedom.  Good heavens, man, that is our one privilege to do as we please at the time we please.  Why do people restrict themselves?  So many of us are prisoners of our own minds and ideas - and ideals perhaps, if you wish to include the letter.  Forgive me - I am getting all to serious!  I think it is good for me nevertheless.

Take care, Doc, did you read about the fellow in Rhode Island who was arrested for "laughing" in public?  Of all things.  He received a prompt invitation from Texas to come there and laugh all he wished.

Say, I think you may need a little attention - Really, Doc, my letters really are not "laughable" not even the first time.  Go ahead and have your fun!  But never will I tell a joke - "Duz - duz everything!"  We nurses passed better ones than that around - Reminds me of one!  Now Anne - remember what Mother always told you - ok - no joke.

Were you to a Pops concert?  Thank you for the program, or programs.  Lets see - I'd like to have been there Friday, May 7 and heard Grieg's Panio Concerto.  Don't miss De Rosenkavolier.

I'm going to be real good to you, Doc, and walk down and mail this - now isn't that sweet?

It is still raining so this should be pleasant (the walk, I mean)  Why did you ask if I were bored?  Are you?

Be good and write soon!

As ever, 

Anne

Excuse the mistakes, I'm not rereading this.

  

(enclosed poem)

Beloved San Antonio, Texas

San Antonio, Oh! San Antonio, you moth eaten town,

Your unpainted houses should all be torn down,

Your winters are cold, your summers are hot, 

The air is humid with mildew and rot.

It's the land of bad colds, sore throats and flu,

Of stiff aching muscles and pneumonia too.

You're a blot on the landscape, the Nation's eyesore,

Your people are out-witted and gad, what a bore,

Your streets are filthy from all approaches,

There comes swarms and swarms of your vile cock-roaches.

The home of side poraches and crowded thoroughfares,

And lovely girls with their very blank stares.

You live among spicks and don't mind the rats,

And seem to thrive on mosquitoes and gnats.

You can't even speak English, you speak Texaneese,

Inhaling sewer gas which you think is the breeze,

You make us pay double f or all you sell,

But after the war, you can all go to Hell.

And when you reach Hades, and Satan greets you,

You'll feel right at home, for he's a Texan too.

Yes, San Antonio, Oh! San Antonio, it ain't very charmy,

To be flanked on your door step by Uncle Sam's Army.

Have you ever wondered why all of us grieve?

Why all of us welcome the first chance to leave??

The worst of it is, you all think you're swell,

You think yourselves perfect and that gripes us like Hell.

You're dead and rotten and you think you're alive,

You think you have a palace instead of a dive, 

You're not worth this paper, You're not worth this ink,

YOU CAN TAKE IT FROM US........ SAN ANTONIO... YOU STINK.

May 10, 1947

May 10

Dear Doc,

I'm waiting to go play tennis so I shall start a letter to you.

Thank you for the letter today.  I really hadn't expected you to write Wed. as you promised.  On a "free day" one is able to find a million things to do- besides  letter writing.  I am pleased you "lived up to your promise".  I saw "Honey" excused you time for it.

There are many things I want to tell you so prepare yourself.

I enjoyed your letter.  I'm convinced a day off is really most effective.  You seemed so very happy.  Strange how moods are reflected in everything - considering that I guess my letters must be quite dull.  There is no doubt in my mind about that.

Spent a wonderful day off at home.  Jo is there now and we had fun trying to cram a million things in two days.  I was quite disappointed though, I missed seeing my brother who had to leave the night before.  As you know - He is the one, Bill who is in the regular Army Air Corps (for your information) and is going on a supposedly "secret" mission to Alaska.  Naturally all minds turn to Russia, whom I consider a threat.  Anyway getting back to the original subject - what subject?  He is going there, Anchorage, for six months to help "line up" more B29 bases.

Doc, I must go - more later.

Oh, I feel wonderful!!

That is a rare mood for me as of late.  The tennis was pretty good and I am stuffed with hamburgers and beer - Really Doc, there is no reason (I say here) why you could not be here enjoying it.  Anyway I thought of you.  That will have to be suffice.

Really Doc, I was rather shocked to hear you of all people thinking about the "perfect crime."  Why don't you read Dostoevsky's "Crime and Punishment"?  Dostoevsky is widely accused of writing about monsters and neurotics.  Neurotics, yes, monsters, no.  I think you would enjoy it and perhaps yet a few ideas.  It may be somewhat grotesque, but nevertheless life.  The "garbage deal" wouldn't do - I, beginner that I am, knows that.

I am convinced, people really are not appreciative at all - at least one Doc Rounds.

excuse the change of paper but the first was going to be a note.  Getting back.  I should think you would be quite ashamed not attending a Pops concert.  you are right, we take so much for granted.  They sound like such good fun, I would think "one" would make a definite point of going.  I haven't heard any concerts on Tuesday evening I go to church.  I am hoping you will "report" you have gone.

Say, Doc, never could I try your plan for relieving oneself of their troubles and worries.  Gosh, I'd be worse off if I had to write letters with the sole purpose of tearing them up when completed.  I'd be a case, if ever.  I feel for the poor recipients of my so-called correspondence.

Sunday

Happy Mother's Day!  Something drastic must have happened last night as again I have started one of "those letters".  So please bare with me.

As for the summer plans, after June I shall be known as "Vagabond Annie".  I am going to roam without a care.  I'm tired of leading such dull life - so watch out - when I take that attitude.  Speaking of traveling - ye gads, man, what in the world are you going to do at Niagara Falls?  Of all places, Doc, what no imagination?  But on second thought you may be contemplating marriage then I guess it would be alright for you to take the "Honey" to Niagara.  Frankly, there are a million other places I'd like to see - I shall not elaborate.

I really have done nothing exciting to report, tennis,   , and little fun - however, I am going to "make up" for it royally this summer.  I am happy to report I am no longer on private duty with Mrs. Aldis.  She is a dear old lady - but oh my nerves.  (I'm as bad a speller as you think you are)  One must have the patience of Job in order to get along with her.  She is very much better.  It is more fun when one is not on special.  We have a pretty good hose, mostly all young people.  30 and younger - it is hard to believe.  Heavens what is happening to the young?   And you wanting to commit the perfect crime.

Oh yes, Doc, I want to wish you luck on your search for that rich young gal.  Do you think you'll ever find her?  Say when you do!  find out if she has a brother.  I'd be interested.

Thanks for the stick of Blackjack.  We all enjoyed it.  I picked up your letter on my way to the treatment room.  The gum was "chewed" three way.  Another nurse, Dr. Headle and I shared it. May I suggest three sticks if received Saturdays.  I'm only kidding - Thanks.

Doc, I have a million things to do - Excuse me for now - 

I completed only a half million things in need of completion.  It is amazing how fast time passes.  Good heavens, it is hard to believe I have been here seven months.  Seems just a week that I donned my white stocking.  Say, Doc, that is really something to see.  Good thing we have no men patients in our building. Now, isn't that a wicked thought?  Think I'll ask for a transfer for the remaining time at the San.

Dr. Headle has been doing some interesting research with psycho-drama.  Last week the patients produced the first drama.  It is a private affair and only the participants, Dr. Headle are admitted.  Dr. Headle is young and eager to pass on his knowledge so has invited a few of the nurses to attend if they wish.  So I shall - Wednesday.  He has selected on of O'Riel's, gosh I just can't remember which - but any of O'Riel will do for psycho-drama.  I'll try to give you a rough idea.  He selected patients to play a certain character in the play is related psychologically and reading and portraying the part relieves tension, nervous and mental bearings.  I've done rather badly rereading above.

So good night, Doc, I'll enclose the poem about San Antonio.  Just to get it out of my sight.  Can't understand how such a horrid thing got in my hands.  It is quite apparent the author did not know the S.A. I did or perhaps he did not know you - 

Doc, are you bored?

As ever,

Anne

Please excuse this terrible letter!  I need a rest

April 27, 1947

April 27

Dear Doc,

I really shouldn't be writing as my mood is most despondent perhaps the lovely music I am playing will cure my pains.

Arrived back Saturday at 5:00 am and found your letter.  Was indeed good hearing from you and it made the dismal morning seem pleasant.  I think I have had my fill, I really must do something different or I will be sharing bed with Mrs. Aldis.  Forgive me, I'll not say a word more.

Spent two wonderful days at home.  Seemed good sleeping until nine and the gabbing for hours over coffee.  Also played some golf but it was colder than H--  Came home and consumed a full quart of sherry which was just what we needed.  My game was unspeakable but it was fun getting out on the old course after such a long time.  Yee gads, Doc, will you ever be able to "shed" your red woolies?  Guess you will have to come to Wisconsin to enjoy the perfect climate.

Oh, De Rosenkavalier is going to be played.  Feel my spirits lifting already.

People are strange.  Considered a lengthy conversation about people but decided against it.  I'll not bore you.

Doc, I'm sorry you had to miss the Prom.  You really should have gone.  I'm sure there were many females just dying for the bid.  I'll continue tomorrow - Night!

Here it is Wednesday already and haven't done word more on this letter.

The past two days have been most pleasant so I think I shall stay home tomorrow (my day off) and do my many domestic duties.  Letter writing being tops of the list.

I really do miss Jo.  Gosh it really has been quite some time.  However, thinking about it she has been gone a month.  We haven't been away from each other for that length of time since High School.  It is possible but not much fun separated.  Perhaps we are too dependent on one another.  Second thought, we aren't at all.  It is lonely and most unnecessary - why we should not be together.  Forgive me, one of the nurses and I had a lengthy debate about the above - Gad, people have such narrow ideas.  But I shall change the subject to something less taxing.

Mrs. Aldis and I have a wonderful time together.  She is so very much better.  We have developed a very pleasing friendship.  All her life she has been unable to appreciate music, poor dear - gosh what she has missed.  Her husband died when they were only married a short time.  It made her very depressed, so she just avoided music. It is quite sad as she is a brilliant woman.  I have been teaching (desperately) her music.  Frequently we speak of the various symphony orchestras, so, Monday, grinningly she mentioned that San Fransisco Orchestra was going to be in town and asked me if I were going.  I wasn't as my budget wouldn't tolerate it.  I rather thought something was brewing.  So as I was going off duty she handed me a "token of her appreciation" and told me to take someone with me and get the best seats in the house.  That Ursula and I did and enjoyed it beyond words.  Doc, I think Monteux is wonderful - He rates along with Koussevitzky whom I thought could not be excelled.  The orchestra is touring the country so per chance they come to Boston don't miss it.  Cesar Fransk's D Minor Symphony was masterly performed.  I'm sorry you were not here.  I would have loved taking you.  I get so tired of doing such wonderful things with women.  Ursula is a darling girl, please don't get me wrong.  She and Jo are the only exceptions.

Must go to dinner - excuse me, more later.

Can't say I feel much better after our dinner, however, we must be satisfied.  I'd loved some lobster right now.  Reading the Atlantis Monthly I found the most wonderful recipe for lobster sauce, I must admit it is a rare thing for the monthly to be including recipes. Sounds good and the next time I get home I'll have to prepare it.  Don't laugh, Doc, I can cook - and love it.

By the way, tell me, about the race with AIC.  I am still holding the letter to return it as you asked - Say here's a good idea, I'll enclose the recipe for the sauce - Something for added flavor.  Sincerely though, I hope I won't have to. I'm sure you will come through with flying colors.

Speaking of flying, have you done any flying as of late?  Or have you really kept your promise to your mother to be good?

Have been trying most unsuccessfully to read Arthur Koestler's "Thieves in the Night".  I will .... or "blow" trying.

Soon school will be over.  Will you be relieved?  Need I ask?

Gosh, man, don't you get tired of this  raving?

By the way, you may retract immediately the pun, "Can't see the change of several years."  I'm referring to your remarks about the photos sent, after all, if you do not like them you may return "said photos" and forever hold you peace for more photos. I'll not have such remarks passed in regards to perfectly good intentions.  So now, what do you have to say for yourself?  I hope you realize I'm kidding I really don't give a d-- what anyone thinks.

Yes, the Boston Pops give the first concert Tuesday evening. Did you go?  I wanted to hear it but had to attend church.  So I'm hoping you will tell me about it.  Reading Dahl's "Boston", I'm wondering if I want to go East - Boston particularly.  Have you read it?  I'm sure not.  Don't believe the censorship would admit the circulation in the city.  I'll send you a copy (if I can find one) but please keep it undercover from the Watch and Ward Society.

Doc, are you confused?  Have I ever mentioned more than one Michael in the family?  No, he is the only one named Michael besides my dad.  Also may I say - without boasting, the picture I sent was not one of the cuter ones of him.  I'm not partial either.  I have proof.  He really is better looking than the photo.

Must close - as I have a million things to do.  Excuse the delay - but you should know by now - I am a terrible correspondent - Some "pen pal" I'd say,

As ever,

Anne

April 21, 1947

April 21

Dear Doc,

I really don't know what to say about the flowers, In fact, I still can't believe it and every time I look at them,  I think about you and wonder if they really are from you.  You are sweet remembering.  It does mean a great deal, more than you realize.  Thank you, Doc, for them, I send you a "peachy kiss" via the mail - which I think is a mighty poor via, however that is the best I can do right now.

This will be a short note.  Ursula and I played some terrific tennis the afternoon after getting off duty. Gosh, I am stiff.  More tomorrow.

Hope you have received a decent letter from me - the short noes are dull.

Thanks, Doc, you are a dear - 

With love

Anne

April 17, 1947

Thursday

Dear Doc,

I have been wanting to write you for quite some time but honestly I have been busy, really busy.  Mores. Ladies, my patients has been desperately ill.  Gosh, I thought she was a goner.  She is much better and now I can breathe easily again.  Enough about her, heavens I see her all day.  I hate special duty, never would I go on it unless to nurse a charming young man with vitality.

Jo is not at home, she is staying with Elinor in Valparaiso.  The Stevens' family has a wonderful addition.  A boy, who Jo writes is a darling.  I'm anxious to see him.  Guess I'll go down for the  week-end.

Oh Doc, let me tell you about the Roller Derby, better still I'll send the rules so you may get some idea of the game.  It's wonderful fun.  You'd love it.  Really is more exciting than the wrestling matches we attended in S.A.  It gets pretty rough when the women start slugging each other and pulling hair.  Oh boy, just my meat!  The skaters travel at a terrific rate of speed.  Oh yes, another good thing about the Derby - Beer  - plenty of good cold beer is served ---- Have you little wonder?

I surmised your letter was written with a new Reynolds "ball point" pen.  I have been trying to resist temptation to buy one but now I'm convinced.  They are too "thick".

Good heavens, Doc, you have no reason for feeling badly about the prom invitations.  I'm sure you shall have no difficulty "rounding" up a date.  Say how about "Honey"? I'd love to come but if it can't be arranged there is nothing to be done.  So I shall say no more. Have a good time and tell me all about it, if you'd like.

Hope it is nothing serious with your mother.

Explain what you mean by "I'm a damn Yankee and the blood runs deep."  I've never heard that expression.  Haven't heard about Damn Yankees since S.A.  Got this piece of so called poetry from a long lost friend who is still stuck there.  I consider it all the untruth.  Guess I'll write one on the virtues. I have plenty to say on S.A., I mean.

I must tell you about Ursula, one of the nurses.  She is a German refugee and oh, what a fine, sincere person.  Monday she and I attended the concert.  Heard the Chicago Symphony.  Was De Fauve's last concert with the orchestra and I think his best.  Saw him once before but thought he was rather dull and flat, not flat musically - but disinteresting.  (I'm having a slight difficulty with disinteresting).  The program was fine and the company superb.  We really had fun. It really is a pleasure being with her.  She know music very well, plays the piano beautifully - having given several concerts in Germany and also while she was in a concentration camp.  I tell you, man, she's fascinating.

I don't know how long I shall continue working at the sanitarium. Probably until the later of May.  Being is I really need a vacation.  Don't know what I want to do but this I know - I'm going someplace I've never been before to do something different.  Feel rather weary - which is a signal for a change.

The beer, scotch party sounds like fun.  I'm dying to go on a good stinko party.  I want to get all out of my system.  Something to compensate for the months of quiet living.  Mother had a charming little party for me when I was home, one martini and I was ready for bed. Incidentally, Doc, I am 21.  It was sweet of you to remember - you see, I read Jo's letter.  Feels no different but I can drink beer with a clear conscience. 

I'm dead - must get to bed - will write more tomorrow - Night!

Friday

Just got off duty and I've made myself very comfortable in bed so I shall continue as I am going to the Derby this evening.  Sunday is the last day so I'm going to get as much of it as I can.

Guess I've been doing a lot of photo promising so I shall submit.  These are some "right queer" ones we took while at the cottage last fall.  Was a good afternoon - very pleasant.  Jo and I were demonstrating some of wrestler Morallis's famous last holds.  That is Michael with us.  He's darling, don't you think?  Guess I was saying "peaches."

No rest for the wicked, Doc, so I will have to leave for now.  Must go down to the village before dinner.  Excuse please!

Returned and I shall try to make a favorable attempt at finishing this so as I can mail it.

It is raining - not violets either.  I got pleasantly soaked but it was good.  I enjoy walking in the rain, I have fond recollections of many fine times in the rain with you - Remember the evening we  walked to Evie's and stopped for fruit - some of Burbank's freak creations.  What was it?  Plum and something else - can't remember!  Was fun - Sometimes I think of some of the crazy things we all did and really wonder - We really did just as we pleased - not really caring what anyone thought.  That is as it should be - I'm a firm believer in doing as one thinks best for oneself.  Something or anything that will make that person happy.  Because you know, what might mean or bring happiness may not necessarily be happiness for someone else.  That is a poor way of saying what I want to say but I guess you can gather what I'm trying to convey.  Don't mean hurting others to please our own desires, because if it is a good, noble intention it will be good for us as well as others.  Heavens, how did I get started?

I've said my bit - 

Received a letter from the doctor.  He has quite a practice in progress.  For the present he has his office in the Medical Arts Bld.  You know where it is, do you not?  Same place Jo had her tonsils removed.  He is well and happy.  I'd like very much to see him.  It's unfortunate there are such few people like doctor in the sorted place we live.

Tell me, have you heard from Bill?

You asked about Ruth, she is still at Holff and Marx. In the Junior Section.  Oh boy, what a junior!  Guess she's alright, haven't heard from her - news via Evie.  She's a good kid, a lot of fun.  She certainly had some rough times.  Ah ha, Bandera - 

I really must close - Be good - Write soon

As ever

Anne

April 14, 1947 - from Jo

Monday April 14

Dearest "Doc".

I may as well begin this overdue letter with the best and most important news I know and that is that I am once again an "auntie" to a new nephew born April 2nd!

We are all enthralled over him and at the time I am with my sister using whatever nursing technique I've acquired thus far!

This is Monday afternoon.  Michael, the baby and my Sister are all snoozing, so I grabbed at this one free moment to write to you remembering that you were waiting for a bit of information regarding Anne' birth date, that to get to the point cleared is April 19th!  I know that she will be surprised just to know you might have "remembered".  She doesn't know about the fact that I am writing this letter to you!

It is perfectly heavenly in Valparaiso.  An ideal day for hiking or just fooling around out-of-doors!  For the past days the weather has been very damp and cold, so now that ta really nice day has come along, we are all more than grateful and quite excited!

I have taken an emergency leave of two weeks and honestly I'm loving  every minute of being away from that place for awhile.  Confidentially I think I needed a little change - but it will be good to get back again too!

My Sister and brother-in-law were unable to get a nurse in this city, so Mrs. Stevens came for a few weeks, but not being a Spring Chicken she was once, it was too much to ask of her, so now I'm going to see how great my perseverance is at this "tender" age of mine (a gluten for punishment if I ever heard of one)

I have some delightful music on the radio - some of your favorites "Offenbach's -Now Hydra, ah contentment!

This is all for now, Doc, I must write to my Mother now, she hasn't heard from me for so long she most likely thinks I am dead! - So write whenever you find the time - to the Sanitarium.

Hope you and your family had a nice Easter!

Sincerely, 

Jo Roberts

March 31, 1947

March 31

Dear Doc,

I'm specialing a feeble old lady, perhaps you remember I told you I was doing some secretarial work for her.  My fatal mistake!  As she just "adores" me and as hired me as a special, which is much to my dismay, however, if I make her day just a little more pleasant I am satisfied.  She is quite sweet - well, to get on, I have escorted her to the O.T. shop and find myself with an hour and a half which I shall spend with you.  If you have no strenuous objections.

Please pardon this horrible paper but it is all that is available.  We must not be choosy!  Mustn't we?

Your very nice letter was quite pleasing to receive this morning.  I was quite amused with your operation.  Oh dear, How I wish I could have been there.  Sounds like you had a jolly good time of it, but please, Doc, take it easy.  I can sympathize with your poor mother - What you need, Mr. Rounds is a special nurse to keep you in bed - May I apply?  Guess I ran mother ragged when I returned from the hospital.  By the way, how long were you there?  Massage the first night, huh?  Same magnetic personality, Doc, massages usually never come until later. Pardon time out to accompany Mrs. Aldis to the bathroom - Oh joy of life, at last I found you!

Now I shall continue, as I was saying, Remember my first day home, I pleaded for a steak - Mother submitted.  Boy did I have a time.  It was fun.  I think of it now and it seems quite funny. One enjoys being pampered - and I loved it.

Speaking of him, we are going home for a short visit after Easter, not being able to get off for Easter.  Oh, for some of Mother's good cooking.  Guess I told you they were going to San Antonio. No thanks!

Received letters from Doctor and he said yes, he remembers you very well and sends his best.  He is trying his "darn best" to get us to come down.  Would enjoy working with him very much and may consider a winter there.  He is a fine, fine person.

The O.T. shop is very pleasant.  Classical musical is played during each period, which makes for atmosphere.  That's for me, I am a fool for atmosphere.  Amid the piano concerto of Greig can be heard pounding, female chatter and everything else your imagination is capable of, but it is restful.  Some lovely projects are turned out daily. One of the patients is doing weaving, She is weaving some linen placemats and they are perfectly beautiful. I admire her patience.  Weaving is quite fascinating.  Jo and I are making the doctor a desk set.  Can't say when we will finish.  Fine Christmas present, I'd say.  It is a great deal of fun.  Something I've never done before.  It is amazing, the wonderful new things there are to do in this wonderful, wonderful world.

Have you seen "It's a Wonderful Life" ?  Pardon the incoherent speech, I may have asked you before - but you know, Mr. Rounds (forgive me for calling you Mr. Rounds, I'm not being formal) questions really should be answered.  Anyway, it was a very good movie.  Best I seen in a long time.  Frankly, Sorry I must leave, Dear old girl is tired so I shall finish later - Bye!

Say, Doc, let's take a vow?  Will you number your paper?  I promise to, however it will be difficult.  This is April 1st and we are waiting for Laura so I shall continue.  We are going out to one of the nurse's homes for dinner.  Wish you could go along.  She makes the best New England boil dinner I've ever eaten.  Not having ever been to N. E. I don't consider myself an authority but they are superb!  If I ever do get to N.E. I shall eat myself silly of seafood.  Also drive myself "dots" listening to the Boston Symphony.  One really must attend a concert to enjoy it at it's best.

Oh yes, my little rat, (how sweet) Let me tell you a thing or two - Speaking of operations, I believe you can say no more about your tonsils.  Did you know I had 6 stitches? 3 on each side, top that, can you?  Oh, it was painful!  Oh hell, aren't we silly - Gosh I think I'll have an operation - One finds so much to say!  Let's see, what shall I have taken out?  (That question was not meant for you, was thinking ) When I see you I shall rave on for hours!  Hypocondriatics to say the least!  

Must close, Laura is here and anxious to go.

Enclosing a sheet done the P.M. Hope you can stand this "jabbing"  Write again soon.  We enjoy your letters. Also take care yourself - you are a sick man - But you can gain weight.

As ever, 

Anne

Tuesday

Doc, while my pet takes her nap I shall continue my letter to you.  you will probably get very bored with my "moments of freedom" letters.  Guess I had better return to knitting.  By the way, are you taking orders for the snuggles? Don't forget, you promised a photo!

Listen my little rat, gosh man, where did we ever pick that up?  How affectionate, little rat - I shall tell my grandchildren about "the rat".  Second though, I won't!

Doc, tell me more about Mary.  She sounds like a wonderful girl.  I remember her by her picture very well.  I envy her taking the recent Y.H. trip.  Say, little rat, will you ask her about it?  Guess we could get some information from Monrae Smith but I'd rather get it first hand.  Jo and I are quite interested in a trip through New England, Sounds like a wonderful way to spend a summer.  Will you do that, please?  Anything relating to the Youth Hostels will be interesting.  It is a beautiful, beautiful spring day, April 1st = Boy I have the fever - and that ain't good.

Mrs. Aldis is calling - 'cuse me.

March 28, 1947

March 28

Dear Doc, 

Hello, Doc, I hope you have recovered from the operation.  Tell me, how was it?  I have been quite anxiously awaiting a letter from you tell all.

Being you have been so liberal with your correspondence Wisconsin way, I want to tell you I really do appreciate it.

Strange, no it's not strange at all but I find myself waiting for your letters.  Which is as it should be, I guess.  So, really, Doc, when you get the urge, comply -

You've mentioned it several times with ner a comment from me about the Prom, Doc, there really is nothing I'd rather do - seeing you again would be wonderful.  The Prom would be fun but you know Milwaukee is a "small voyage" to Boston and being financially unable, I shall have to say it could not be arranged.  Perhaps before then I shall land a  "sugar daddy" or perhaps strike gold or oil or something - Hell, (pardon the profanity please) why aren't you going to school in Milwaukee?  Why, Mr. Rounds?  Do you suppose we shall ever see each other again?  See no reason, why it couldn't be arranged, sometime.  Let me warn you, I no longer will be the so called good listener I was in days of old.  Frankly, I always thought quite the contrary - you were quite a fine listener yourself - Remember, Doc, the night we went to the concert, guess it was the night we heard Elman - You had just returned from furlough (or is it called leave?) and surprised me with the gardenia and of course, yourself.  Gosh, it was good seeing you then and I think it would be just a good seeing you again - or perhaps better, on second thought.

Tell me, what have you been doing?  I would like to write a longer letter however, I must get ready for church.

Write soon - won't you?

Nursing continues to be interesting work, I like it so very much.  Tell me, Doc, do you need a good nurse?  Boy, what a question - you needn't answer it -

Must dash -

My best,  

Anne

Enclose Bill's picture.  Really didn't want to keep it.  Joe just misplayed the thing - We have a fine one of Bill.  What do you hear from Mr. And Mrs. Agnes?