Spitball Army

[Letter postmarked on 15 July 1941 at 10 a.m. at Riverside, Illinois.  Addressed to Miss Crystal K., Marshalltown, Iowa, c/o Mrs. P.  Return addressed to Mr. Richard N., Riverside, Illinois.]

July 6

     This morning I arose at 9:30 after a good night’s sleep and took Dad, Mom, Aunt, Uncle and kids for a ride and returned about 1 o’clock. Played a little baseball after lunch and tore back to the boat with just the kids to do some fancy surfboard riding. It was a beautiful day for it.

     Sad to say, our fun was called to a sudden stop. Why? Oh, it was just a minor detail. The surfboard got stuck on the bottom of the lake after Robert fell off and the rope broke which meant it stayed there. We dove after it for about a half hour but there was no finding it. With no more surfboard to ride, we returned to the cottage about 8 o’clock. We had some dinner, played some cards, and were back in Riverside and in bed at midnight.

     (Honey, I love you) xxx