Letter 24 October 27, 1941

Dear Mother and Dad,

Just finished my usual Sunday evening dinner---chicken---but far from anything like I ever got at home. I typed out one of my lessons this afternoon and when I finished this letter I am just going to relax in the only easy chair in the room and listen to Nelson's radio. Quite the chair! Quite the radio! AND, well I don't know about this letter. I was, also, going to say quite the letter---we'll see. Not a hell--quot Rabelais--has happened since I wrote last. Eat, sleep, and eat, and work, and eat, and sleep again. With the usual show on Saturday and Sunday to do as you please. It pleased me to complete another lesson and now it is pleasing me to write this letter, but what to say---news is scarce.

I might describe to you what L.A. has been like over this week-end. People were buzzing, scurrying, and speeding; silence ans solace were about as easy to find as a pearl in a coal yard; lights were flashing, blurring, and blinking, some streets were dark and dirty and some were light and dirty; Jews were kyking and Kykes were jewing; stores and shoppes were open until nine on Saturday just like a Christmas holiday in good old Salt Lake--but a usual, and casual weekend in L.A. and there was a slight rain storm this afternoon and now it is rather windy, but warm.

What did you two do today? You didn't per-chance ask Vandy to join you did you? I hope.

I must be in a pretty good mood tonight to write such a wild letter, I hope you are when you get it. Have you heard about how the skiing is progressing at Alta or Birghton. It hasn't started here yet but you will know when it starts, when I send for my equipment. A number of the fellows at Lockheed ski and we have big plans for this winter. I haven't told them that I can ski and they seem to think anyone who can negotiate a turn properly, ski in a tournament, or jump is the next thing to Superman. If I haven't forgotten how to jump or turn I am going to have a lot of fun when we go out for the first time. Maybe they are pulling my leg, as I am theirs, not restraining in the least, but somebody is going to have a lot of fun on the first trip out and I hope it is me.

I had my arms on my glasses adjusted to fit me ears a little more comfortably yesterday, bought a pair of shoes, one necessity I was badly in need of---others broke loose in the seams, and have got to send 16 dollars to the school tomorrow. Can't seem to save over $45 dollars, which is my total savings thus far. I haven't seen a football game yet but am going to before this year is over, or bust.

I am still looking forward to coming home sometime between now and Christmas, if I possible can tear myself out of the clutches of the strict regulations, laws, and ruling at the plant without detramenting my personal record. Hope I can make it sometime when Louise is there--then we can have our own little family reunion. Might even get you to send me a telegram saying someone of the immediate family got seriously injured. Want a little further comment on that, though.

Write soon and I will do the same. Love, Tom

P.S. Wrote this last night and missed the mail---got to take off for work--be good, you two, love again, Tom