Wednesday afternoon (6/6/34)
Dear Gene and Linnet:
By the time this arrives, your girl will be rolling along over what is left of eastern South Dakota and western Iowa.
I am enclosing some assorted things that might interest you both — there is an unusually interesting theory about these last three years that is explained by the head of the geography department at the University of Chicago which seems to indicate that the next cycle of ten years will be a better one for you insofar as weather is concerned. I hope so at least.
It looks as if this weekend would be a cool one. If it is, we will do some tall exploring. Don’t think we’ll have the big Studebaker as I had hoped, since my impoverished friend still hasn’t had the $10 necessary for a city license. However, if Dad drives his own car in from Cleveland, we’ll be able to use it. He may drive in with a friend, in which case Mary’s introduction to our town will be a quieter one than I had planned.
Mother and I have been working on the apartment for the last couple of weeks to put it into shape for our Fair guests. Ordinarily the tenant passes the buck to the landlord and makes him do the sprucing up, but we are doing our own this time. If we insisted too hard we might get ourselves into a jam. Apartments like ours are mighty hard to get this summer, particularly near the fair grounds. So we have done the floors in three rooms, the woodwork in the bathroom, varnished the linoleum in the kitchen, repainted the breakfast set and a couple of chairs, and fixed up the bronzed radiators a bit. We look almost civilized again.
You’ll get this Friday. I’m not even going out to lunch on Friday — I’m sticking right here through the day till five, and then head for home. The Milwaukee people have both phone numbers and will keep me posted all day long.
We’ll both write to you often!
Glen
