Tuesday, April 8, 1947

Dot hasn’t said anything about Dart getting a full-time job for the month of July, but he has an interview for it tomorrow. It would be evening work, four or five hours a night.

He squeaked by with a barely passing grade on his last Spanish test. He’s relieved, but not pleased.

He forgot to mention that they had Easter dinner at the Burke home and Uncle Art came in from Ashtabula for the day.

He finally got some polish on “their” desk, and it looks much better.

When he deposits her $5.00 into the penny account, they’ll have $82.00

Has she decided what to do about the strike? It would be a shame to quit her job because all the strikers will return to work when it’s over. If she stays, she won’t have to find another job for the brief stint until the wedding.

He has learned that gloss paint is about $1.00 more per gallon than the flat paint. He suggests they paint the walls flat and the woodwork glossy.

He frets a bit more about their get-away plan. If they park a car somewhere with their honeymoon luggage locked inside, might the car get broken into? He claims there’s been a rash of honeymoon car burglaries in Cleveland lately. Golly, the way he writes about Cleveland lately, it seems as though the city has become a post Apocalyptic hell-hole!

What’s his secret for losing weight? Well, don’t eat; get intestinal flu, a sinus infection, and another bout of flu within a two-month period; worry like the devil; and try to do two or three things at once.”Only you can’t keep your hair that way, nor your complexion, nor your bagless eyes.”

That was a nice press notice she got about her shower. He’s very much looking forward to seeing some of the bounty of that party in June.

He hopes Betty F. has had her baby by now, and he hopes Dot’s “visitor” has left by now.

He’s gotta get to bed, so he sends his love.

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Dot has been painting the third floor rooms for nine hours, along withe El and Norm for some of that time. They went out for pizza and then she and El stayed up talking. It’s nearly 1:30 AM when she starts this letter.

The strike continues, but she’s not going to let it ruin her life. She has a job interview tomorrow at the YWCA. They need someone for two months to help out in gym classes. She took those same classes for three years, nearly 10 years ago, so maybe that will help her with the job.

Meanwhile, she has a paid chaperone job at the Y on Friday night. They’re having a dance for 14 and 15-year-olds. Dot’s not sure what she’ll do if the kids pull anything they shouldn’t, but she’s being paid $1.00 an hour so make sure they don’t.

Dot wanted to surprise El and Norm with how much painting she got done while they were at work, so she got an early start this morning. For her nine hours of labor, she doesn’t think she accomplished much, but her father told her she’d done a good painting job, so she’s happy. “I’ll be a real veteran with a paint brush by the time we begin fixing up our home. I missed your companionship an awful lot today. We could chat and make cracks at each other and have even more fun than El and Norm and I do when the three of us begin wielding brushes.”

She tells Dart a funny incident that happened today. The three painters had divided the paint into one large and two small containers. Norman wanted a small can to take into the bathroom for some touch-up work. He looked around a bit and said, “I see both you girls have small cans.” Dot thanked him politely, but told him hers was plenty large enough. At the time, she was squatting and almost busting out of her trousers, and everybody had a good laugh.

“I’m really looking forward to helping you make over our apartment. It’ll be loads of fun to see the progress we make and to experiment with new ideas. I’m glad we’re not wealthy, because if we were, we’d probably hire someone else to do the work and that wouldn’t be nearly as much fun.”

Gosh, how I’ve missed Dot’s playful and positive attitude during the “lost letters” months!

She tells Dart she looks forward to working with him as much as playing with him. And she asks him why they shouldn’t use an umbrella to decorate at a shower! “Where’s your keen sense of humor these days?” Good question, Dot.

She thanks him for the copy of the March Skyline and looks forward to seeing his piece in the June issue.

Now she sends him a kiss and suggests they just lie there and thank God for each other.

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