4 March 1946
Dear Mom
I've had a very enjoyable weekend with the Wainwrights, whose son was at Hammer
Field. Perhaps I mentioned him. He's out of the army now, after 3 years, so I stopped in to
say hello and then stayed. Papa Wainwright makes and owns Diamond Chain it's probably on
our bicycles. They've been very good to me.
I had intended going to Chicago possibly I will still. Little Reba wasn't around this
weekend just as well, since I did a lot of things with these friends I wouldn't have done
otherwise. I went to a wedding, chatted with the local society belles and guzzled champagne
punch, went to a burlesque, spent an afternoon tramping around the woods looking for birds, and
went to an ice hockey game. All a lot of fun.
I may find it necessary to telegraph for an additional loan this furlough business even
though I leech off friends, runs into money. But I'll collect two months' pay at the end of March
$160 or so.
When I get back to N.Y. I'm going to buy tickets to the Lunts. I think it's very much
worth it.
Weather here has been amazingly beautiful, warm and sunshiny like spring, but it can't
last. I notice my skin is acquiring a sickly pale color. I need to get out and become weather
beaten again.
This is geode country. Dad has a geode in his collection and I've always wanted to find
one. Lugging a big rock around in my bag will be fun.
All my love to you Mom. OOO's XXXX's.
Linus
March
4, 1946
