Editor’s note: Another hit song of 1939 was Louis Armstrong’s “When the Saints go marching in”: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wyLjbMBpGDA
7/19/39
Darling:
I was going to write you last night, but one of the fellows dropped in and it was too late when we broke up the evening.
The manager of the ball team called yesterday and got a couple of the fellows to make sure that I would come out for the game last night. The regular catcher was out of town or something. I succumbed against my better judgement and went out. When the game started, I was on first base—not playing but umping! I called about nine plays in a row and they finally got another ump. Then in the middle of the game word got around that if I wanted to play I could be used, and almost at the same time, word got around that the manager could go to hell. And, as for baseball, until they get a new manager, that applies in general. Several other fellows have also quit.
When I got home, Carl Mesle, ass’t scout exec in the area was sitting here waiting for me. We went out for supper and then riding. One of those driving ranges attracted our attention and we shot three pails of golf balls between us. It was my first whack at it for over ten years, and I did passably. After that we spend half an hour at Guyer’s, the chief exec, and then home and to bed.
Darling, I don’t know what is the matter with me. I am supremely happy, don’t like my job, and don’t give a damn. That is funny for yours truly. If the job holds out for another fifteen months, I shall have the wherewithal for school and then I can forget work for a year.
Swam my mile this afternoon. My form is terrible and I’m doing it by brute strength and awkwardness.
I haven’t answered Bob Crane’s last letter, so haven’t heard anything.
The enclosure was good.
Well, I’m keeping my chin up and out. Right now, it is being swatted frequently, but I don’t mind. We’re at least heading the right direction now. But I do wish you were close enough to talk things out with.
Lots of love, Cy.
P.S. Will you get me a collar gadget with the enclosure? Keep the change.
