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Archive for March 8th, 2009

The Room
Saturday, 8:35 P.M.

Hello my honey!

I’ll bet you’re a tired, hot little chicken tonight, after a big day of unloading.  I’ve thought about you all day on that hot old dessert.  I’d be so glad if you’d have cool weather for a while.  How was the trip down?  Did you get any rest?  How long did it take, and how are things going at camp by now?

I wish I knew what to do about our bags.  They arrived today and would have been delivered if I’d been home to pay for them when they stopped.  There isn’t room in this small room for them & I asked about just leaving them downstairs – but there’s just a hallway to the kitchen that everyone uses — so guess I’ll have to leave them at the express office until something turns up.  I want to send your clothes to the cleaners though & hang the rest of them up, but no room.

I was out before 9:30 this morning, making the rounds & checking on people.  I called on Mrs. Dobish who seems to be about the last straw again, but she knew no more than before.  Wish you’d come home & spread some of that Silvester personality around.  Oh well, I’ve been there enough that she won’t forget me, but she says there’s one girl ahead of me.  And if she’d see you she’d be impressed, I’m sure, because she’s awfully nice.

Tonight honey, I don’t know whether I’m coming or going.  I’ve been with Bette & Mil & Jackie since about 11:30.  We went out to the Camp Haan Officer’s Club for dinner & called at the Special Services Office AAATC just as everyone had gone out to lunch.  Someone told us they might be able to help.  Then we sat around the swimming pool until Jackie decided to go in.  There were a lot of people in & the water looked wonderful.

Then we came back to town & drove along streets & knocked on likely looking doors until this late afternoon.  We shopped for Bette a dress & Mil some clothes for “afterward.”  (Forgot to tell you I bought a cute cotton dress this morning.  Got mixed up with a sale & so weakened & got this for $3.95.  I really went in to buy a blouse — because I packed most of my clothes in my big suitcase.)

I had no trouble cashing a check on the Santa Maria bank for the dress so don’t you think we may as well leave it there for a little while.  Bette checked before she left & they said she could make deposits thru this bank here & do most everything.

We saw several of the other girls out at the swimming pool  Lee Neuenhaus, Ruth Starr & Harvath & Bernice Arthurs & Jimmie Arthurs — None of them have more than rooms except Mrs. Arthurs.

I’m really not too discouraged honey, because I’m sure something will turn up.  If not, we’ll just have to make the most of what we have.  It could be worse.

I’ll go to church in the morning and see if that helps at all.  It’ll seem so funny going without you.  I miss you so much and love you so terribly.  You’re such a kind, thoughtful husband in so many ways, and I love everything about you.

It’s only 9:00, but I’m tired, so night for now, darling.  Remember always that I love you & take care of yourself for me.  Always,

Zola

I love the little bits and details in these letters.  There are 5 more for this interlude, and then we’ll go back to baby Rick, Idaho and Europe and the “real” parts of the war.  And, if you’re feeling stuck in the middle of winter, enjoy the Southern California dessert sunshine.  (I know that most places are feeling pretty springy this week, but it is still winter.)

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Since I finally started Grandma Zola’s letters, I’ve been reading through her binder.  There was a stack of letters with no dates, just time and place notes such as “The Room, Saturday, 8:35 p.m.”  Last week I read through those and realized that those letters all came from a similar place and time.  I was able to put them in order, as best as I could, from context clues in the letters.

We’re going back to the summer before Grandpa left for Europe, while he was still training in Southern California.  These are all letters from Grandma.  She knows she’s pregnant, and she’s trying to find a place for them to live.  I  enjoyed this break, so I’m going to post these next, probably several letters at a time.  I hope you enjoy them too.

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