Wednesday, July 16, 2014

July 16, 1932 - Saturday


My day to sleep late, stayed in bed until 10. When I had my hour off went for a walk with Hike. We saw some more of these wonderful pictures this evening. I’m worried about George. Afraid he has appendices.

Dear Mother,

This is just a hurried note to ask you for a little help. My appendices is bothering me again and I find it difficult to work. It has been troubling me for about five days, but I have neglected to tell you of it before. I will write you everyday until mortal mind has been given the “bum’s rush”.

Love, Brother

P.S. I met the great Mrs. Ott; more about that later.  GLH

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