October 10, 1943
Dear Marie,
This will probably be just a note, for I haven't much time, but thought you'd rather have a note than nothing at all.
We received all three of your letters this week - on three successive days. First we got the Sept. 27th letter - it had no "Rt. 7" on it, and had bounced all over before it was delivered here. Next the "Pony Express" letter, and then your last one of October 3.
I wrote you last Sunday, but we had mislaid Frank's card, and had no other address, so we sent it on to Betty for her to forward.
Roxy is starting to walk - she crawls between tries, but can stand up (and get up) in the middle of the floor unassisted. She can bloe we whistle and call "Marty" (like I do) and can feed herself and drink from a glass. I'll bet this just sounds like bragging to you but we are proud of our little Roxy.
Brace yourself for a good shock - guess whose going to have a baby? Ruth Haakensen. They've been married 19 years or so. With only Lynn so far. It's supposed to be born in April.
I think the arrangement of $10 a month is just fine. I've lined up a drum teacher and though we'd take the $1.00 a week out of that allowance. I'e made an appointment with Dr. Clay, the child specialist who takes care of Roxy, for Martin. The earliest open day was October 30, so we'll just have to wait till then to have him checked.
As I said in the last letter, we got new glasses for him - frames & all. $23.00 but I hope it was worth it.
Marty was put back in the fourth grade this week. I hope he will do better. The teacher wrote a note home saying that in the Achievement tests the class took, Marty classified himself in the third grade. Again I say, I hope he can snap into meeting his responsibilities.
I'm sending a little package this week. Buttons, tacks, some socks of Roxy's (partly worn, just as they are) and Roxy's bedroom slippers. I'm withholding the slips and white shoes until I hear from you. Can you exchange the slips in Chicago?
Love, L.
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