May 13, 1942.

ti. Hap Clodfelter,
Barber Shop,

Dear Hap:
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I have survived ¥
to endow you with the rank title of *
war=like profession. When I escaped from
night I arrived home breathlessly and got
to recognize me as the old man with long,

Mery personally examined me for a right
side of my cranium, but there proved to be no wound whatsoever, :
only a deep hiatus caused by your aggressive weapon.

When I recover sufficiently in hair follicles, with
the exception of one baseball team, ono basketball team and one
football team represented by the same hair follicles, I will
present myself as Exhibit A and see what you can do the next
time. é

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But, old Chief Tomahawk, when I tell you thet there.
are Drums Along the Mohawk be careful that old Chief Tomahawk
doesn't wield those weapons of scalping.

With hopes of recovering sufficiently to visit you
within the next month, I am

Sincerely yours,

| Direstor of Physical Education and Recreation,
PCA: AH Varsity Basketball and Baseball Coach. —