Dart begins tonight’s letter with an accounting of their finances. He has opened a checking account, as advised by the bank. They have $300 in their two savings accounts (regular and penny account) and whatever is in the checking on any given day. He opened it with $140 and will presumably use it to pay bills.
Looking back over their letters and all the discussions they had about why they should wait to get married, it seems to me that finances weighed heavily in their decisions. Dart was committed to starting their marriage on a sound financial footing. With his earnings, the growing penny account, and the cost savings they’ll realize by living on the third floor of his parents’ apartment, I think these two will be on pretty stable footing. Dot’s earnings and their little savings account should give them both some comfort.
Today’s mail brought Dart’s grades for his last semester, as well as the credits he has been awarded from his classes at Case and his basic training in the Navy. With the 56 hours of credit, plus the 26 he earned at Cleveland College last semester, he has 82 hours. Senior class status begins somewhere around 85 or 90, so with the classes he’s taking now, he should be on solid footing as a senior on June 8.
He’s a little disappointed that he didn’t receive any academic credit for his favorite class at Case – technical exposition, because it would have counted toward his English major requirements. He has enough credits in math, chemistry and physics to have a minor in all three!
As for his grades at Cleveland College, he earned a B in Prose Workshop, a C in both American Lit and Fundamentals of Business, and an A in both Spanish and Newspaper Writing. He’s very disappointed in the literature grade because with a C, he cannot count it toward his major credits. He’s enrolled in the second half of that class this semester, so let’s hope he finds the key to the cryptic grading scale and pulls that grade up this time around.
A note from Pop yesterday reported that he’s sticking pretty close to his bed these days. His doctors have convinced him that he will never be able to do any strenuous work again.
After his prose class last night, he and a classmate went to Little Ted’s restaurant. The buddy cried in his beer and Dart cried in his coffee about the bum deals they feel they got from Miss Talmage on this week’s assignment. His classmate is an editor of a trade journal and was able to give Dart lots of helpful information about that field.
Little Ted’s was also the site of the post-Skyline staff meeting tonight. There were 13 at the table, but Dart hopes he dodged any bad luck because he was not the 13th one to sit down.
He assures Dot that he loves her, and then signs off.