The Beach, Wed Nite,
My Dear Sweetheart,
I went to town this morning for a little while. My landlady, Mrs. McDonald, started to work up there today and as she is going to rent me her car to make the trip down the state, I drove to Jax and brought the car back. She is very accomodating, considering the fact that she never lets anyone have her auto.
It will give me a better chance to do some work down the state and will probably be about as reasonable as if I took the train. I would have to rent a car if I did go by train, and the short trips count up. I have not yet made up my routing, nor have I started to get together what I will need. My work always gives me plenty to do and it is going to be mighty difficult to break away from it long enough to make the trip.
I have no news for you, Dear, except that I love you the same whole hearted way and that I wish for you real often.
With a hug and a sweet goodnight,
In a separate envelope posted the same day, Walter sent this full-page newspaper ad.