Dear Bob[1]
Believe if we didn’t hear so much
news of you from the rest of the family I would have started this correspondence
lot sooner – no excuse but will definitely keep it up from now on.
The big item in my life now is I’m
trying this “Sight without glasses” business – consists of discarding glasses
& doing various exercise & generally using eyes correctly, thus
strengthening then. In the meantime I’m wandering around blind as a bat –
wondering if I ever will see what the world really looks like again.
Rick[2] is
still working at the Winery[3]
but rather interested in finding something with a little more future. He’s
working twelve hours a day and there isn’t much doing so I’m afraid he gets a
little bored.
I’m sending you some dates and do wish
you would let me know of something else you would like.
Will catch up on more of our little
farm news in letters to come –
Love
& luck
[1]
Addressed to: Lt. R. B. Richert 02071698; 99th Bm Gr., 346 Bm Sq.;
APO 520; c/o P.M. New York City, N.Y.
[2]
“Rick” was a nickname mainly friends used for Richerts, but especially Hubert.
This is his first wife writing the letter and is clearing referring to Hubert.
[3]
Unknown winery at this time (21 March 2016.) His brother Walt did have one at a
later date.
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