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and some soap that he likes, a pr of sneaks to wear about in his room, a blue beret that he wears jauntily all the time and looks like a Frenchman. He has the bed strewn with stuff he is getting packed. Doris has just come home from her afternoon visiting old churches, etc. We are terribly hot - as muggy as Wash DC. a thunder cloud is piling up. -- we will get his stuff packed up & then go out for a little supper somewhere. I am going to have a smaller room next to this after he goes & leave Doris in her little room upstairs that she is very fond of, - only 7c a day difference and she gets more liberty that way, and so do i. -- I can go to bed earlier and get up when I please, etc. But how I hate to see Sid go! We have heard a lot about Korea but I hope it will all blow over. French papers seem optimistic I suppose American ones aren't too hysterical. Anyhow we shall soon be together in Scandinavia. Don't worry about us. There are about 300,000 other Americans over here and Zimmermann said it didn't affect the sailing of a lot more since this trouble has come up. Now I must get dressed and go out for supper as it is after 7 o'clock. Will send postcards with records of daily new very often and try to get off a longer air mail letter at least once a week. Am going to the Embassy tomorrow to see if you have written. No letter there the 1st time we went Hope all is well - Doris 3 Rue Parrot Paris, France Paris 4 July 1950 Dear Ma: I am sitting in the Jardin des Plantes (garden) a long park with rows of plane trees along the roads shading them, and in the middle the gardens laid out precisely with geraniums, rose trees, petunias, etc. The trees are all cut in precise formation as if they were hedges! The French cut & trim trees the way we do bushes. I am waiting for Sid & Doris to have lunch. We older ones have been working in our respective museums which are buildings that line this park while she has been (presumably) to the Luxemburg gardents & about sight seeing & picking up some bread & fruit for us to eat here in the park. We have about decided it is a waste of good time to get anything at noon in a restaurant as it takes a good 2 hrs to eat here. The French just shut up shop everywhere except restaurants, at 12 & don't open till 2, and they sit at the restaurants stringing out a lunch 2 solid hours, and drinking huge quantities of wine and eating bread that would break anyone else's teeth it is so hard. You see them going around with 2 ft lengths of bread under their arms. My jaws ache after trying to chew it down. You would have to soak it. I don't know how people without teeth manage. They go about [[strikethrough]] brisking [[/strikethrough]]briskly, clomping along in huge flat heeled thick soled shoes, making a clip-clop like horses. Anyhow they are terribly shod. I haven't seen a high heel anywhere. The children wear sneaks. Here comes Sid... We have had lunch - croissants (bread) tomatoes, cheese and topped off with little apricots which are plentiful in the market. Tomatoes & apricots are in season. Cherries have been good to, deep dark ones that you see heaped everywhere. Sid has gone to have his hair cut. Doris is going to go wandering about the Luxemburg region. And we shall meet again at 6. I shall put in my afternoon at the museum. I have found the old collection I wanted in the attic here, and I sit at a window between wings and work with the window open wide On the opposite side with his window open wide, so a good breeze sweeps thru sits another visiting entomologist from Morocco, Col. Kocker. He expects his wife in a
