Boy! I’m glad that you are actually coming home. I’ll be waiting for you & have a dinner ready. How’s Zat?
I’m really getting very sick of this baching it & nobody can blame me for it in the least.
Thursday, February 26, 1931
Tag: Dr. Reist
Tuesday, February 24, 1931
[So I overheard that] Some of our neighbors will have a baby too …if that’s a fact 69th Ave will be the scene of “doll parades.”
Thursday, February 19, 1931
You mustn’t work too hard, Dear. You know, “All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.”
Monday, February 16, 1931
I wasn’t kidding you, my darling. I already have those parts back which I told you I wanted plated for Nancy’s buggy. They look real nice. The buggy looks very pretty in daylight.
Friday, February 13, 1931
I’m so happy Dear, I just received the flowers from you. They’re so pretty and smell so sweet. You’re so wonderful Dear. Now I hope I receive a letter from you too, because they’re so interesting to read.
Thursday, February 12, 1931
Everybody thinks she’s a sweet baby but they can’t think she’s as sweet as we do, can they, Dear?
Tuesday, February 10, 1931
She’s getting along just fine, and I feel the same way, so don’t worry about us, Sweetheart. Be sure to take good care of yourself.
Monday, February 9, 1931
I just love to watch her — she’s so sweet, Wallie. She makes the funniest little noises while sleeping, and stretches her little arms so cute. She delights in cuddling up real close to me. We’ll both love her so much, Sweetheart.
Tuesday, February 3, 1931
Please believe me dear I miss you more than I would miss my right arm. Won’t you please hurry and come back to me? I wish everything would be over with so we could be side by each again. Then our little nest would be complete again.
Monday, February 2, 1931
…the time from now until then will go so fast — it will be here before you realize it.
Saturday, January 31, 1931
Let the money matters take care of themselves… it’s better to pay what they ask & not work too hard than working your head off & paying for the “privilege” besides…
Friday, January 30, 1931
I miss you more & more my little darling. Last night I stopped in at the Ford Garage & they have a Radio – there was such sad music that I got the real downright blues. Honest, dear heart I almost had to cry.
Wednesday, January 28, 1931
You ask me how I like cooking – well here’s the low down – I don’t like it much.
Wednesday, January 21, 1931
We have to order another ton of coal today. Are you still burning wood? This coal we have certainly heats good — better than coke.
Friday, January 16, 1931
I hope Dr. Reist will keep it out of the paper. “Eight months” babies never live, do they? But “seven months” do, I’ve heard. Whatever it is, we’ll be satisfied — other people don’t count anyway.
With a Carload of Love... 