Dear Daddy,
How are you I am fine. We’ve had a real snowstorm. it’s snowed constantly for two days and every time Mother or Ruth empties the pail I have to shovel new paths. I sure hope your leg feels better. There was some dough left from the crust of the pie Mother made so we gave it to the chickadees. in some places the snow is 21 and 1/2 inches deep. Goodby love from John L.