Sunday, June 25, 2017

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.

Saturday, June 24, 2017

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.

Friday, June 9, 2017

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

Tuesday, June 6, 2017

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