November 15, 1927

10:10 PM

My own dear, dear Ora:

I am so homesick for you that I just can't hardly stand it. We arrived at 7:30 and when I came in I unloaded and then found your sack of lunch and it made me want to cry. I wanted you so much. We had supper. I went and got some hot tamales and Bonnie and I filled up on them.

I have been sitting here reading and I just taken my grips ( suitcases ) in my bedroom and turned on the light and there is the bed just as you made it with your little pillow laying on the two larger pillows and I just layed down and buried my face in it, but your own dear face is not there. I sure am a baby tonight – worse and worse. Can't help it and I am not trying to help it. All I want is just you, you, you, you, you.

We did not stop anywhere, only for oil and gas. There was a warm fire in the house when we arrived. It is pretty cold up here but they have had no rain nor snow. The rain stopped just about El Reno. No mud to speak of. Some mud on the detour between Yukon and Oklahoma City along by the dam. I hope the weather keeps nice down with you.

I stopped at Meyer's store and he was not in. I then went up to King Price's office and he was not in. I hope you get Maxine her coat right away. She will sure need it and we must not let her catch cold. Her little old coat was on the chair and I have taken it into my room. I also looked at her little picture on Burro, the one on the china closet of Bonnie and wished for her and you so much. Goodnight my own dear girls. Daddy's heart is sad this night. Just a yearning, a longing for you.

An ocean of love and your own

Percy