Dear Martha. Ruth and John,
Well folks I got home all right and made it in 9 hours but the old Ford has got the shimmys again. It worked fine until I got to Mpls. and from there on every little while I would have to pull over to the curb and stop. It seems to be all right if you can drive fast but if you slow up on rough paving it shakes awful.
Every extra man is marked up now and some of the regulars are working pull-outs [extra runs during rush hour] with their runs.
Tomorrow is pay day and I will pack some groceries for you and send them so you ought to get them the next day. It looks like rain here and I hope we get a good shower as it is dry and dusty.
Say John, where do you have the puppy sleep? I guess you will have to have mama spell her name for me as I have forgotten it. And Ruth, if you make the pup a big doll don’t forget to tell me how she plays with it.
Well I haven’t heard any news but it seems strange at the barn with all the boys gone. One of the old-time motormen had a bad accident this morning which may mean his job. He ran into one of the Company buses at 47th Ave and Lake St. It smashed in the whole front end of the street car and I did not hear what it did to the bus, Walter Ball was Con[ductor] on the street car.
They have up the notice now about uniform inspection. Well I must close and get to work down on Kenwood line.
So love to all from Daddy
Oh say how are the sun-burned necks getting along? Should I send another bottle of Italian Balm?