Friday, July 16, 1943
“Just now I’ve taken time out to read your last letter,” begins a letter from Lois’ father written at 7:30 AM. “You really are doing wonderful in your writing to us.” But where are those letters written in the entire month of June and the first half of July? There is no one still alive who can tell me. “I do very much enjoy the National Geographic magazine,” the letter goes on. “I had a chance to look into the July issue. I hope to be through with it by the time the August issue comes.” I’m sure I saw that very issue in a stack somewhere when I was growing up. I might even have looked through it myself. It would have been interesting to talk to my grandfather about it. Anyway, the letter ends, “According to your activities, you don’t expect another transfer in the immediate future since you are so feverishly working on house improvements.”
Light the Sabbath candles.