To live in this world, you must be able to do three things: to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go.
-Mary Oliver

Friday, February 19, 2010

Orlando postmark APR 21 12 PM 1934 FLA.

Written on AVALON HOTEL stationary:

Addressed to :

Miss Anna Botts
521 W 11th Street
Newport,
Kentucky


Dearest Ange:

Received your letter of Apr.16th. What do you mean by what happened to me. I have been writing a letter to Mother and dad and you [all underscored] almost every day. Can I help it if there not delivered on time. Thats all I do in the evenings is write letters and send postcards. I have written no one else letters but to you and to Mom and dad. We were supposed to play in Clearwater Fla today but the game was called off on account of rain. We had to travel 165 mi. over there and 165 mi. back for nothing. If this rain keeps up will probably be home sooner than expected I hope we don't wind up in the chain gang. I wish you was here with me. Wouldn't that be great, moonlight, Palm trees, a few stolen kisses and you, as you said. You ask me if I would like it. Can fish swim. I got a letter from Schneider today and he said that you worked him to death cleaning wall paper. I guess him and Ed go fishing quite a bit now that Ed is back. Do you still go to the show every Sunday with Dot Hendricks. Whats the matter with Al and Martha again. Let me know and I'll fix it up again for them. I may be in my glory up here playing ball but I know something else that I'd be in my glory if I were home. What do you think. Well, Ange, I haven't much more to say so I'll have to close with love and kisses

Always Guy Daines Jr.


xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx (I'll collect)
Tell everybody hello--

P.S. The boys I am rooming with are waiting to go to bed. It's 2 o'clock in the morning.

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