April 20, 1924, Austin to Northhampton, Massachusetts

Well Keel,

Watcha tink o' Texas. Went up to Kansas and beat the world's record for the 2 mile medley relay by six (6) seconds – Likewise, we haven't been defeated in anything this year except wrestling, and we would have won that if one of our men hadn't been ineligible.

Doggonit, dear, I wish you were getting home when I am. Dad's got some kind of a trip planned (take about a month I expect) and if its scheduled for the first part of the summer, it means I won't see my Helen for about 2 ½ months.

Oh, well, I think you've been letting your imagination go about me, and you will be as disappointed as you can be when you do see me again So, que le hace?

Dad's coming down to the state Med. Convention in San Antonio next week, and I'm going over and see him. I'm sending back a couple of letters that you tried to dodge, but your fate is inevitable.

Love, Henry

 

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