Thursday
February 1, 1968
3:30 P.M.

Dear Larry:

Well, another day and no mail from you. It is exactly 4 weeks today that you left home and we have had only one letter from you. Dad is really mad because we haven’t been getting mail. In fact, I am beginning to wonder if we ever will get any mail. I don’t mind you calling us some Sundays but you can’t tell us much on the phone like you can in a letter. There are lots of things you could write about and all of us could read it. But when you phone you forget what you said and I can’t remember everything you said. So, Larry, will you make it an effort to write to us? We are really anxious to get some mail, even if is a short letter. What are you going to do with the book of stamps Dad sent you? So there is no excuse for you not writing and if you want to get letters, you had better get on the ball and write some.

Boy, we have been having some lousy weather here. Every day this week has been gloomy and foggy and today we are having rain. It is not very cold out, in fact, the weather man said we will probably have thunder showers. Kinda sounds like spring weather. It won’t be long till spring.

Today was Dad’s day off. We had to go pick Tresa up from school. She had an upset stomach. Karl had to go practice basketball, but Dad went to the club and got lost again. I called there and Steve S—– said he left with Whitey. So I guess Karl won’t go to practice. How are you doing? Write and let us know.

Carol got her report card yesterday and she got on the honor roll, she got A’s and B’s. We were all kind of proud of her.

Carol is out with the papers and Karl is getting ready to collect (out in the rain).

Joanna gets off at 6 as usual. She sure was a grouch last night. She spent the night at home, that’s probably why she was grouchy.

Robert R—– was just here and wanted Joanna. He wanted to know if we heard from you and I told him you didn’t write us but one letter and a few telephone calls. He said he wrote you a letter. Have you been getting any other mail besides mine? I feel like I could write to you every day, but I get disgusted when I don’t get mail myself. Aunt Mary was here the other night and she said she wrote to you.

How far did you say you had to hike (I forgot)?

Well, it is 4:30 right now so I have to start supper. So I will sign off till the next time.

Love
Mom.

Write and tell us the news.

This clipping was in tonights paper so, I thought I would put it in this letter.