January 24, 1942,

Dear Jane and Elwood:

I am sending you a carbon copy of my letter to Mr.
Arthur Morse, manager of the DePaul game. If you wish to call
him by telephone his number is State 0434.

Mother is coming up to Chicago with us. If seven
tickets won't be enough, ask Mir, Morse for two more or whatever
you need, because we want to take care of the entire group end
have the family sit together.

I fs Mother has written to ask if the Alumi
dinner is a formal affair. I hope it is not. If we eat at the
Smorgasbord I imagine I would get all mussed up with my tux. The
name even sounds like it drips with molasses and cottage cheese.

For your confidential information I am sending you a
copy of a letter I received from Mr. Veenker. It was a pretty
bad party up there. The requirement of the officials was that
you hac to draw a pint of blood before they would give you a free
throwl A i«..m hoiiday in Town coumtry, but of course we expect
that because they are 2ll out t lick us every plece we go, and
it is a tough life. But this is no time for crying. We are at
war, and you know what I think of those Japs. Théy have got "It" -
infemy and treachery, and I em widing my bicycle to mock then
out of there. Have you heard of my bicycle, boys and girls?
It's tough riding up the hill, but I am dedicated to this task
for the duration. Pos

I am getting rugged and tough, but I don't know how
rugged and tough we will be at Chicago. However, I believe the
boys will do pretty well. They are a fine bunch of chaps.

With love, and hoping to see you real soon, and wish-
ing te be remembered to Elwood's mom and pop, as well as all the
pinhead pandas, the Charlie McCarthy's, the Donald Ducks, the
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your house, I am

Lovingly,

Mr. and Mrs. Elwood Mons,
Marshall Field Garden Apartments,
1423 Hudson Avenue,