Modern Rooms at the Plaza Hotel : Johnston City Illinois

From Johnston City Illinois On hotel stationary ~

Dearest Ange, Arrived here in Johnston City this afternoon about 2 O'clock. We haven't played since Tuesday night. This game here in Johnston City, in our opinion, was supposed to have been played th 10th but when we arrived here found out it was for the 11th. Henry Bell said he had to go home Friday night (the 11th) on account of his business at home. Johnny wired Reedy for another machine and driver. If he does not get here we will be stuck, if Henry leaves. I might be home before long. We are supposed to play in Bloomington, ll. the 12th. It is about 250 mi or so from here. If that machine and driver don't come, God help us. I hope you and your mother like those cards. It was the best I could get at the time. Al is sleeping with me. He is in bed now and wants me to turn out the lights. He says that he can't go to sleep. I haven't heard from you yet. I have a few clippings that I am sending home. Go over and look at them. (they are not very much) Well, Ange, I guess I'll have to close now hoping to hear from you soon and more sooner. Love and kisses as everxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Guy Tell Ed , Ham, Snyder) and rest I'll write as soon as I can. Tell family hello. (If I come home soon I will send a telegram) Don't tell anybody about Henry coming home and about us being stuck if another driver and machine don't come.

This letter was written on May 11th, I guess and Pop (Guy) didn't want anyone to worry about them being stuck. I cannot imagine no telephone or almost losing a driver so many miles from home. I do remember Pop's stories about traveling and playing ball. The players were rooming together and it was a crazy time, the machine was a car that they were traveling in and Henry must have been the driver. Everyone would wait to hear from Pop and meet up at his Mother and father's home on West 10th Street to get the news as to how "the boys" were doing, and knowing my Great-grandfather Guy Daines Sr. there would have been hell to pay if the team had been stuck! What a time it must have been there in Johnston Illinois on that summer day in May of 1934.