Dearest Ellen,
I received your fine letter today and it made me wish I were up there with you. Your descriptions of the moon and sailboat was truly ideal. I, too, saw the moon but I didn't sleep with it shining in my face. The only trouble with that canoe trip on the Kankakee River was that the moon wasn't shining. I wonder if the moon will shine when I get up to Madison.
I can't quite make out what you meant about the party at the McCordie's last weekend. You said that Vic had been hitch-hiking down every weekend but didn't think he could make it last week so they planned a party for Doris and Ella. What did they do, plan the party because Vic couldn't come? I guess Rena wanted another date and was glad Vic couldn't come. Its too bad you couldn't go. You didn't tell me about your anonymous phone call. Too bad he didn't leave his phone number, eh!! Maybe I should read your letter better. Now I see you said Vic got there anyway and that did complicate conditions.
Well Les and Betty got home yesterday after a swell week in Wisconsin. They went all the way up to Lake Superior and would like to have gone farther but couldn't because Dad said Les could only have one week. They got back to Chicago Monday and Tuesday drove the rest of the way home bringing Betty's mother and a car load of things. The car was plastered with red clay from Superior which showed they were way up there. Betty has spent all day today unpacking dishes and other things.
We got the golf course opened and have had a number of players. The greens aren't in very good condition yet but with a little more work we will have them fairly smooth. We never have had the greens as smooth as those of a regular golf course and we probably never will. We have a lot of fun anyway and get used to the bumps. We usually make the holes in one anyway as a few bumps more or less don't make a bit of difference. I went out with Dad to play a regular game on a big course and I beat him two strokes. We quit on the 14th hole so I don't know what my score would have been on the 18. At the half way I had shot 50 with Dad a 54. He picked up 2 strokes on the next hold and we stayed even until we quit. We were playing one of the toughest courses around here with real long fairways. The course is partially inside the Speedway and while we were there a car went whizzing past. They said he was doing about 120 miles per hour and he really was traveling. I think I played about as well as I have ever played. Of course I had several bum shots which was only natural for me. On the first hole I hit the same tree twice. The first time I tried to go under it but hit a branch and the ball flew back so I was farther from the hole than when I hit it. The next shot I hit it again and dropped below it so I couldn't hit the tree again. Some fun don't you think. Dad has promised to see about getting me some new clubs so maybe I can count on them for a Christmas present. Not much good for this year but I may not get to play much anyway.
We have been doing some planting this past week. Thursday Dick and I and another fellow planted 50 roses and some other plants as well as trim a few trees. Friday we planted 80 hedge plants and hope to get a lot of work from the same party. By the way, how is your garden coming? Has your flower bloomed yet? Yesterday we had a vacation to celebrate "the Fourth" in grand style with a big bang. We shot off lots of firecrackers and my ears are still ringing. We did plan to have a picnic but called it off the last minute. I got a date to go on the picnic but when they called it off we decided to go swimming. We went out to Westlake and had a lot of fun. In the evening we went to a big display given by the Sahara Groto at Butler Bowl. It surely was a magnificient sight. They had every color aerial bombs and lots of other displays. The date I had was kind a young and --. I'd much rather been with you.
That circular writing nearly made me dizzy. I've been trying to think of some way to get you but as yet no inspirations have come. Don't try Chinese - we may have a chow dog but I'm no Chinaman. I'll bet it took you longer to write it than it took me to read it ha, ha. Boy, today surely was a scorcher. I'll bet it was the hottest day we've had yet. It was hot clear up until after dark tonight and then it clouded up and rained. That surely did releave the heat. Well I guess I've run out of something to say. I never was much at writing long letters. I can't think of everything at one sitting.
Do you know that if you get a job in Chicago that you will be a whole lot closer to Indianapolis than you are now. It is 199 mile from here to Chicago and 180 or there abouts from Chicago to Madison. And you don't want to teach school anyway, do you?
How about you and your mother coming down here for a week or more? I might even come up and get you if your Dad couldn't bring you down. How about me coming up in a couple weeks and staying a few days and bringing you and your mother down to stay for a week or more??? Wouldn't that be swell?
Lots of love,
Larry
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