August 19, 1944

Suddenly, the weather in Greenwich has gotten very chilly. It’s only 50 degrees in Dot’s room at the McDonald’s house, where she is babysitting, but she’s not complaining. In fact, she’s sleeping outside on their sun porch.

She mentions a poem that the McDonalds place on their bathroom door. She’s included a copy for Dart, but it has not made the journey to present time with the letter. I wonder if Mom recalls what that poem was?

She gives Dart a play-by-play description of how she spent her day. Prior to leaving for work, she made her father’s breakfast, packed his lunch, changed the bed linens, took a bath and washed the dishes. At lunch time, she did her week’s worth of laundry and later did the week’s shopping before taking the bus to her babysitting gig. Phew! She feels pretty good about her accomplishments for the day.

Continuing with the recitation of her schedule, she tells Dart that tomorrow morning she babysits with the Miller boys and then she and El will go see Tender Comrade, starring Ginger Rogers.

She asks what he’s been doing for variety and then conjectures that variety is not a high priority in the Navy.

Here, she rambles rather aimlessly through a list of topics she says aren’t worth mentioning; the weather (already discussed), how she loves him (he already knows that), the war (she’s not supposed to upset the military men with such things), before finally admitting she’s just stalling in an attempt to get to page three.

Now that she’s made it, she ought to stop writing and finish letters to people who have been waiting for her response for a long time. She confesses to recently unearthing a letter from the Marine pen pal that he wrote on May 28! Still, she is unmotivated to write, and so the poor Marine must wait a little longer.

She repeats a joke she saw in “Readers’ Digest” about the high absentee rate occurring in Germany. More and more factories are failing to show up for work,

She finally gives up trying to extend the letter and encloses some stale gum for Dart’s chewing pleasure. For a bonus pun or two, check out her P. S. written on page 4.

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