Dear Folks:
In going through these wee hours in the morning, halfway between sleep and a daze, and perhaps if I try writing I can keep awake better. Had a letter from you today and also one from Mrs. Lewellen, and I will answer hers soon. She said Jack was getting quite enough of rice and beans. I’m glad to hear you received the tray. You will begin to think I have a mania for necklaces if I send any more. They have the screwiest looking little hats over here and I want to send a couple to you before I leave the islands. In your next letter give me your head size Dad and then I’ll do some shopping. As long as you are prohibited from sending me anything, I will have a chance to even up the score a little. This is a very poor letter but I can’t seem to make any headway at all tonight. A sleepy goodnite and lots of love.
Love,
