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                                          April 23 - 1942
                                          Bemidji, Minn.

My Dear Darling -
  I received your letter today which you wrote Tues eve. & Wed A.M. At least I am glad you got some sleep that nite. Harold Thoroldson is still up to his old tricks. He hasn't showed up yet to haul my rubbish. So this A.M. I borrowed Bill Harding's trailer and hauled it yself. But I'm not going to tell Thoroldson though; I'll just see how long it takes for him to make up his mind. I picked up a nail in my tire this morning so I had that to fix before going to work tonight. Therefore I did not get time to write you till I got down here to the N.F. house. Am writing on what paper I can find. I got a letter from Jack today. Said he was sorry to hear you have been so ill. He gave me Don's address. Godde told me tonite that he got a reply from Cliff Ferguson at Minneapolis, and he wanted information as to when you entered Crookston hospital, how much it was per week etc. I told him it was $3.25 per day. I hope that's right. I hope the hospital does not inform the company that your Dad made a $25.00 deposit there, otherwise we may not get that amount back. No! I'll not forget your Kerchief! Well I must get to work as I have plenty to do, so so-long and

             Lots of Love to You
                     From Hubby
                         Irvin

P.S.  Dad is coming
out with us for sure.
Rev is offering prayer for you
in church Sunday.  I saw him
tonite.  It may be 3 P.M. before we
get there Sun.  God Bless You -
                         Irvin



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