Wednesday, November 30, 1949
46 West 83rd Street, Apt. 7B
New York City
Shirl and I are real proud of our progress with this room. We’re halfway finished covering that terribly dirty chair – or maybe I should say Shirl is. Really, the girl is doing a fine job on it (between the mistakes and laughs). I ran up the drapes last night after writing to you. They are going to be real crooked. I’m sorry I can’t blame it on astigmatism as Shirl does. Now tonight we are starting on the couch cover. I can’t wait. In fact, Shirl and I are both awfully impatient. That’s why the sewing job will be awful, but we’ll still be proud. The whole room will look more cheerful. Then we’ll need a rug and ivy instead of that picture – but that will have to come later. At any rate, you won’t recognize the room next time you see it – we hope!
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| Fabric textures by June Anderson. |
Shirl’s sister is coming out Thursday night (we will probably go to the movies that night) and staying till Saturday. She has to buy some clothes and wants Shirl’s advice.
By the way, are you behaving yourself? Not driving too fast, drinking too much, and running around with too beautiful girls? I’m not really nagging you, just teasing a bit but also hoping you’re not. Don’t forget to go and see Hamlet.
Tomorrow I am going to walk into this room and there – lo and behold! A great big fat letter from a real nice guy named Art. And you know what? It’s so anxious to be read it just jumps right in my arms. I can daydream, can’t I? Only tomorrow I hope it will be fact instead of fiction. Remember, I miss you. Please make my dream come true.
All my love,
June
* Click "Play" on the old-time radio on the link for a sampling of Jack Armstrong.
(Tonight – Art's plans for the weekend.)
© 2010 Lee Price
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