1 Aug 1940
Dorothy Griffin to Maude / Los Angeles, CA

Dear Mother Griffin   I was surely glad to get my housecoat and thanks so much for sending it on so promptly.

We had a nice trip back, stopping for most of the first morning at Salt Lake where john had some work up at the Capitol Building. We stayed all night at St. George, at a very nice tourist cabin, and it's a good half way place to stay when you come out if you don't want to go too far in one day, called "Temple View."

I told you how I left everything right in the middle of the floor. Well, I don't believe in fairies because it was all still there, so we've had a busy time getting things straightened out. All of the wood furniture showed marks of travel, but no glass was broken, and it seems good to have my familiar things about. They feel like old friends. Now I'm going to try and recover the studio couch and knowing my limitations with a sewing machine, I'm scared to start.

Bobby has been quite fretful until a few days ago, and had a high temperature for several days, with is vaccination, but today he seems to be about recovered and [he] has been as happy as a little bird. He likes it out here where he can run outdoors or in at will. John has been in town all week but is going up to San Francisco next week. Tonight he's out to some traffic dinner they're having. The assistant director is in town and being highly entertained yesterday we were to a dinner with him in an ultra modern apartment. People here are so different from any I've known before, and I'm having difficulty liking them. They're too sophisticated and care too much for things that don't matter to me, and not at all for the things I hold dear. For instance, both men John works with are over forty-five and childless, which should give you an idea of the kind of life they live.

I got a pretty spread for our bed and some chintz drapes, and fortunately could get the same chintz to cover my bedroom chair. As John says, the bedroom is the best looking one in the house, but it does look nice - the spread is a pale dusty rose and the chintz is flowered on a deep dusty rose background, and I feel well pleased after hours of searching for some combination I should like. I hate to shop in a strange town anyway.

I surely enjoyed the few days I was in Ogden, and hope it wasn't too much for you to have so many of us.

Ben wrote to John finally - he got the letter today. Ben said Marian was on her way home to get the children. Is Alice worse? Well, tell that old skunky Marian hello and that she's a whatsis. Also tell her if she gets to Logan to look up Floss Ross, when I get back a letter from mother said Floss was in Logan as her mother was seriously ill. I feel so bad about missing seeing her. She lives only a couple of blocks from Uncle Dons; the telephone is in her niece's name: Joyce Dahle.

Take care of yourself and give everyone my best regards.

Love, Dorothy.

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