George darling!
It is only ten days until we start! I have been acting
perfectly crazy al day and the people around here don’t know what’s the matter
with me! Aren’t they dumb? You know what’s making me so happy, don’t you dear?
O it seems like a dream to think that we will actually be together again. Last
night I had the longest dream about you. I see you in my dreams almost every
night. Now as one psychologist to another that should prove to you that you are
the last thing I think about before dropping off to sleep.
Well, I roasted another turkey and stuffed it. I think it is
the best one I have done because it was done just right and it was a young
turkey. We never have to worry about our eggs being fresh. We are beginning to get a profit off this
place. I don’t mean a profit I mean an income. Grover brought in four dozen
eggs this evening and you should see the size of them, why they would put a
couple of golf balls to shame. Pop takes dozens and dozens of eggs into the
grocery in town every so often and people are coming up here all the time to
buy chickens. We have several steady customers all ready. O, I tell you us
farmers are doing business.
Monday exam week starts. I wish you all the success in the
world but don’t wear yourself out. I love you and good night, dear.
Ann.
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