April 1, 1952
Dear Andrew and John,
I'm sorry this one will have to be short but I just got a call to spend the afternoon at the Doctor's and it is a few minutes of twelve and almost lunchtime.
Sam French has your address, at least, John; the enclosure, as you can see, is part of his request. I returned the other half last Saturday. And the government came through with your $30 insurance premium, Andrew. I don't know if this was voluntary or the result of an inquiry by you. The bank accounts are still pending for the reason that Arlene leaves for church a little past eight, where Ann used to dash up to the bank at 8:30; with naps and feedings she can't seem to get outside in the afternoon till the bank has closed and it isn't open Saturdays. But Lent will be over in another week and a half, or, better yet, I believe Arlene gets off for the Easter holidays next Wednesday.
I filled in an extra night for Mrs. Brown last week at school so that she and her daughter, Joyce, could accompany B. Herbert to New York. I gave her a call to tell her how I made out with the class and at the same time asked if she got to see a show. She said they were lucky to get in at "Call Me Madam" and then had to sit apart. Also said it is her opinion that Ethel Merman has better legs than Betty Grable but from the neck up is a mess. Their second show was Sexy Rexy and wife in something with the word Venus in the title (I should have looked in the Times) but this they didn't like - too wordy.
The weather has been good, wet and lousy in that order and every day this past week. Saturday broke clear, turned very warm, then rain by the buckets and cold with frost. Sunday morning I couldn't scrape the ice off the windshield. More hyacinths have come and gone the way of all fresh kids and Earl Ives spoke to me as he went by the other day - a sure sign that something is in the air.
Each time we tell someone that you are in Seoul lately they immediately say Oh, that's where they had an earthquake, so it was well advertised over here, and we say yes and tell your experience.
I have to go now but will try to have more later in the week.
END OF LETTER
Editor's notes:
The "Doctor" is Charles' employer: Dr. C. Hammond Burton.
Samuel French is a publishing house for plays. John was an amateur playwright.
Earl Ives is a neighbor.
B. Herbert Brown ran the Baltimore institute where Charles taught in the evenings. Charles filled in for a class that Mr. Brown's wife taught.
Next posting: April 3, 1952
Copyright 2012 Stephen A Conner
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