Port Arthur, Tex
Aug 28, 1923
Florence, My Dearest;
Oh, what a grand letter from you today. You made me feel so good and tears came in my eyes because I was not in Houston.
What would you say and do if I told you something that would make you feel so good. Would you like to know what it is.
If I would come to Houston on Sunday morn. Sept 9th and stay ’till Tues morning what would you say to that. Would you like it. Florence my Dear I just can’t wait any longer. The vacation will be better than staying here. Maybe so I will be in Houston11:40 Sept 9th. I hope so. I want to see you so bad. I have thought about you so much lately. It won’t be long. And if I do some then, whoo-pee. I will never be so happy. I expected to write a long letter, I set aside tonite for it, but we went to town, saw a gang from Rice and went up to Plaza Hotel and had an old time. Bullpen and I just got home, but I had to write you tonite anyway. It is time for me to leave and go ot work, so my Dear you will have to consider this little note this time.
I will write again soon,
With oceans of love