Postmark August 20, 1967. Denver, Colorado.
Sun. noon.
Hi Fuzz –
Just got up a little while ago. Didn’t have a chance to write yesterday. I started working at Lakeside amusement park last night to bring in a few extra bucks. Worked till one in the morning. This is just temporary till after Wednesday’s interview with IBM. It’s kind of fun though. I work with the bumper cars.
I have to leave for work in 20 minutes so this isn’t going to be very long. Wish I could spend all afternoon writing to you. Can’t though. But tomorrow I’ll send a nice long one, okay? Okay!
A drunk fell down the stairs in our building yesterday and just about killed himself. He got a room right next to ours. Another guy and I found him and called an ambulance. He’s still in the hospital as far as I know. Great neighbors we got.
Well I’ve got to get dressed and be on my way. I love and miss you R., and I’m counting the days till I see you. Two weeks from today we’ll be home. Can’t wait till then. Take it easy!
Love,
J.
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August 21, 2008 at 11:14 am
Your Sister
Sounds like dad lived in an awesome neighborhood!! I am curious what they paid for rent.