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PS Your father has just come home + is scratching his letter down he says he can write it in five minutes I doubt it Stoughton March 8th 1929 Dear Doris I have crawled into the warmest corner in the house to write this letter It is a cold wave that swooped down upon us yesterday afternoon this morning it registered 4* above the wind blew all night long. After supper I braved the cold and about dusk went down town after some flour to make some brown bread and a yeast cake in the store where Nickols block was I met "Booby" he came over to speak and told about going to the Mass General + their not giving him any encouragement, he may have to lose the leg, his ankle is now very painful unless he lays in bed, but they took away his bloat and he looked much better to me, he is going to try another hospital, the Salem one but he does not have much hope. I told him that I felt very sorry for him but of course that does not help him much. Fred Drake was with him as they are great cronies isn't it funny good hearted but queer