This pen is just about to give out. I am down here at the office waiting for dad to come back from Vandalia[1]Vandalia, Illinois, is a larger town about 20 miles east of Greenville we’ve really been having a blizzard it been snowing ever since 6:00 o’clock and freezing all the time. We had band practice at 15 till 6 and it lasted till 8:00 we have been practicing for the drill we are going to put on at the basket ball game tomorrow night. Nobody knows their numbers it really sounds awful.
I hope I didn’t sound to unreasonable in my last letter but there’s some people I can’t stand I don’t know wether you have ever felt the same way or not but if you have I think you know how I feel.
To straighton you out on who’s going with who: Bob is going with Ward and Bill Redfearn is supposed to be going with Mary R. but every chance he gets he takes out some one else. (she does the same). Bill Van Meter and Tom Cartmell are still single yet and will be till Easter and then it’s entirely in your hands. (about me)
The reason dad went to Vandalia was because Mr. L.G. Baker either has a ruptured appendix or a ruptured stomach, he’s the teacher at the high school, the one that use to be the basketball coach.[2]Mr. Baker survived and was still teaching at the high school in 1943.
I hope your Trig isn’t as hard as ours’ is because I am going around in circle now and a test coming up Tues. cross your fingers for me.
I missed a letter this week so that only makes it aobut 10 that you owe me.
I’ll mail this in the morning so you will get it Sat.
With love,
Tom