9/28/44
Hi Toots:
While I was standing here, I see a Royal portable, so I decided to drop off a line or two. It is the first time I’ve had my hands on a Royal for about two years, and it sure does feel good.
This morning I had quite an experience. A sgt. told me he wasn’t going to work in a certain office because the light wasn’t good enough and he didn’t have to do anything he didn’t want to. Unfortunately, I was in a rough spot, as he is the old man’s secretary and what he said was true. Darling, if I don’t get back into some office where this a slight resemblance to the U.S. Army, I’ll go nuts. I like the Army way of doing business, and this damn civilian army is most nauseating.
The boss is afraid of his own shadow, and no one has been able to get a decision out of him for months. The uncertainty of never knowing what you’re going to from one day to the next is maddening.
Sept. 29, 1944
Well, well, The sgt is in the other office and working.
Last evening was most interesting. Col. Smith, I mentioned before & Dave Kennedy and I had a bore-ass. We used up about a pad of paper and had a regular old engineering session. I think we came out with a fairly sensible answer—also some new ideas for future references. I was so mad yesterday I just stayed out of the office all day and did essentially nothing.
Honey, I love my little Marfy, but please write something. I haven’t had but one letter in two weeks. Cy