July 1924, Postcards from Arizona to El Paso

July 1924, Postcards from Arizona to El Paso

July 9, Postcard of Grand Canyon: 
Dear Helen, I guess you're home by this time. I'll be very glad to find a letter from you at San Diego. Love, Henry 

July 9, Postcard of Grand Canyon: 
Dear Helen, We aren't going to the coast, so don't write to SanD. 
Love, Henry 

July 12, Postcard of Petrified Forest: 
Dear Helen, This is where we're parked for the present with the generator armature almost burned out. In Holbrook, I don't know where we'll be next. 
Love, Henry

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