Tuesday, Jan. 19, 1943
My grandfather’s English might not have been the best but he was a master of tact. In this letter to his machatunista, he was polite but still direct . No harm in proposing a phone call?
Chicago has now naturally taken the lead in our pickings. And so tomorrow, between 1-30 to 2-30 p.m. we will wait for [a] train at Grand Central Station. We would very much like to get in touch with you by phone.
We are respectfully, Yours….”
This simple request would have a very long fuse.