Dear Dorothy:
In this morning’s mail, after meeting the mail man at the door all week, was a letter that looked good to me, in fact I could kiss Mrs. woods for supplying the necessary menu. I was not expecting a letter but met him just the same.
Now regarding your Calot, I will send it to you next Tues. or Wed. I am leaving sunday night I think for Lansing, Iowa, and will return Tues. night. Bond Lane, and myself are going duck hunting for a couple of days, I have not hunted as yet and hope to get some good shooting.
Herewith you will find a card, note how it is addressed, I don’t know who sent it to me as we have three feloows mail them, however here is the pay off, the mail man handed it to me and said, I always wondered what you first name was, your mail as a rule reads Ding Oconnor, now he thinks that is my first name.
I have missed your letters very much too, Dorothy, and like you, I hope, I will get used to it.
I was indeed glad to learn that school is fine and I am sure you are a good teacher, I think so and who is a better judge than I.
West High beat Council Bluffs last night in a very thrilling game, the best game of the year, only one thing missing.
Well Dorothy, as you can see I am about to the bottom of the page and this is saturday.
If you think of something else you may have left here do not hesitate to inquire.
I was very glad to hear from you.
As ever
“Ding”