April 7, 1946

April 7, 1946

1046 W 24th St

San Pedro, Calif

Dear Father, Mother and the rest of the folks at home,

I don’t have much to write about but I guess I’ll write a few lines — enough to make a pretense of a letter anyway. Today has been a fairly nice day, altho rather cool and cloudy this morning. At this it was considerably better than yesterday which was cold and threatening. It didn’t rain but came very near to it about six in the evening. I started to go downtown for some supper about that time but decided I’d rather go without supper than risk getting wet so I went to the corner grocery store and got some cookies and stuff and made my supper on those. I was sort of tired so took a bath and went to bed early.

Friday night, I went to a show called “Saratoga Trunk.” Sort of a messy picture, I thought altho it was supposed to be good, both according to reviews and comments of those who had seen it.

I didn’t feel sleepy when I got home so I laid in bed and read till about eleven. I had got a book called “Novels of Science” last Saturday, but had not got around to reading it, so I read most of it them. It was really quite interesting. I couldn’t figure out why I didn’t feel sleepy Friday night since I usually do as soon as it is nine o’clock or so. In addition I was tired when I left work, both physically and mentally; perhaps the nap I took on the P.E. served to revive me. Truly it is marvelous what the human body can become accustomed to — sleeping on the P.E. is surely one of them.

I have located another place to move to — at least I think so — when I have to move from here. I answered an ad in the paper, but the rooms were all taken. However the lady said she expected a vacancy or two by June or before which I could have. It looked like a nice place to stay and it certainly was kept clean so it should be o.k. It is also nearer downtown so I don’t (or won’t) have to depend on the buses so much. It is on 13th street but about 3 or 4 blocks closer to the waterfront than Mrs. Johnson’s. The lady took my name and address & said she’d let me know as soon as the vacancies developed.

Mrs. Eldridge & daughter went to a show this afternoon so I took advantage of the opportunity and played the piano for awhile. It is always more fun to play when no one is around. The latest piece I have tried which is very nice is from the opera “Le Cid” or something like than by Jules Massenet. Easy to play too, which is an indispensable characteristic of anything I like to play. It won’t be so nice when I move and don’t have a place to play occasionally. Perhaps I should try advertising for a place where I could before I plan to move to this other place.

I suppose Vincent is home now. Ask him what “C.Q.” stands for. I could never figure it out. Also ask him if he got the books I sent him for Christmas.

This is all for now.

With love

C.P.