Ethel to Lester, September 26, 1936

Sept. 26, 1936 Cleveland O.

Dearest Hubby:

I just got your letter and it was a good thing too. I’m glad you liked the nuts. I would have wrote sooner but, I came sick and had such awful cramps and when I thought I was thru, had a hemorrhage, and didn’t feel like anything, especially after working all day.
The Legionaires were here for 4 days and they sure painted up the town. Some of the stores downtown boarded up their windows, and they would stop traffic, open the hood of your car and pour whiskey on the engine, they help up interurbon cars, trucks directed traffic, pulled women’s dresses up and rubbered stamped their legs, took their shoes and stockings off, poured water on you, and they had a parade that lasted 11 hours believe it or not on one day, I couldn’t even go to work there were no street cars running. And on the other days, Wirt picked me up and brought me home or heaven only knows how I would have got home and in what condition And beginning Oct 4 carfare is to be 8c or 7 tickets for 50c and no more passes. The people are mad and they say there is going to be a rider’s strike so it looks like I’ll be home a few more days.
Darling I had the most terrible dream. I dreamt you came home never kisses me or nothing and when I asked you to you walked away from me and gee I woke up and the tears were running down my face, and was tickled it was only a dream.
Last nite the poker game was at our house and I was all set to introduce Wirt to betty and here he is sick and the doctor told him to stay in bed or else he would have pneumonia. And gee does Betty look like hell. It’s the first time I saw her since she came home.
Gee, has Wirt got it in for Charlie. And honey if you should come home and you are waiting for me, don’t call Charlie the old man and Wirt until you see me first.
I wish you could see the cute nitie I got. It is a sailor’s nite. Navy blue, with a white collar and stars. The nites are so cold here now and gee don’t I wish you were here so I could put my ice cold feet on you.
Well sweetie if your boat ties up Nov 20, it won’t be so much longer. But long enough. Can you still hold out that long. Are you sure you’re not flirting with some one?
Well honey bunch, am going to close now, go with mother and dad down W. 25th Street to do some shopping, and guess may be I’ll go to the show tonite. Will write you again, and honey please write oftener to me, won’t you, gee if you only knew how I want to hear from you Say are you going to be able to vote on the boat, I saw something in the paper about it. Well, honey you still have all my love and kisses. Your wife Ethel