1430 Josephine Street, Denver, Colorado

Thursday, Jan 25, 1945


We have a home at last – a big beautiful old home on a lovely street in Denver. At least, Mommy is sure it will be lovely come spring. Right now, there’s a ton of snow on the ground and people are mostly indoors so it’s hard to tell. The train ride out here was not bad at all. My Brooklyn grandma packed up cookies and fruit and, as Mommy put it, “A barrelful of toys.” But my favorite is a little red telephone which I played with during most of the trip. We got in at 2 AM. Daddy had the crib all set up but I couldn’t sleep. Daddy wrote home that as soon as they put me in, I’d stick one leg over the side and climb right out again. Maybe I’m ready for a bed.

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