March 13, 1968
Thursday Night
March 13, 1968
9:15 P.M.
Dear Larry,
We got your letter this afternoon and we were expecting it. We wondered if you got there ship-shape with that little jug you had with you. Did you share it with the boys and did it fortify you for the 1 1/2 hour jet trip? About the time you got to Ft. Sill at 10:30 P.M., mother, Carol and I were still awake in the motel. I fixed us a Coke (the kids were asleep) and Carol and I were talking and it awoke mother and she joined in the conversation. I had the tape recorder on and she didn’t know it. We were talking about our visit with you and the beers we drank together.
Photo – Charlie ‘Rolls His Own’
Charlie rolling his own cigarette. [probably early to mid 1960's]
“Roll and Falstaff — can’t envision Daddy without either. I used to run down to the neighborhood drug store (Mary’s on Forrest Terrace across from Uncle Tommy’s house … he would give me 5 cents extra to get myself some penny candy from the glass candy display) to get him Sir Walter Raleigh tobacco and OCB papers.” -Tresa
