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[1949]

Monday morning-

Darling wife, back from Detroit, found one letter of yours (warm) at home, another (cold) at studio. You didn't like me last friday morning. At the time you wrote me the letter (in the morning after you had diner with Branners - lentils) I was in Detroit very tired and depressed of absurdites of city I was seeing, huge plants, machines, misery, slums, ugliness of big hotels, residential richness. Much worst than Cincinnati. I wrote you a letter before I started walking around the city. It was Friday the 13th and I was terrified that I arrived, by being absent minded, in such day. Nothing bad happened. In the evening I went to diner at architect called Saarineu. A very good man. Wife writes and paints, children. He had asked (wrote) me last week to think of possibilities of doing mural for a Ford research institute he's building. I brought him (from Betty, there was none at home) photographs of your recent work, he liked them, I thought you'd be very indicated to do mural showing machines, motors, electricity, chemistry etc. Hope it'll work. It's all in project stage, if aproved it'll be done next year.

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