Nov. 18, 1943

Dear Albert:

I was writing letters this morning and I thought I’d drop you a line too. Say I forgot to tell you Harry was over Saturday and brought us a chicken, he thought he was going to get rid of the darn things, well when he was getting ready to go back, well my mother gave him two big ducks to take back with him, so now he’s worse off than when he started, we have been laughing about it since. Say, we received a letter from Stiff this morning and he asked for your address. What is it, power of suggestion or mind over matter? Haha. Well I guess I’ll say so long.

Love,
Anne