Mr. G. Rayson Brown.
1468 E. 67th St.,
Chicago,
Illinois.
No return address
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Los Angeles, Cal.
July 6-1922.
Dearest Rayson:
Although I haven't heard from you for a long time, I will write a few lines. This is a gloomy morning, there is what they call a high fog, we would call it clouds, but anyway its about ten oclock and we haven't seen a sign of the sun. This is surely a wonderful climate, it is only warm here about four hours a day, just around noon. The rest of the day is col and at night we always wear our coats. We all have good appetites, eat like thrashers. Every night is cool enough for covers and one can rest just fine.
What did you and Mother do the Fourth? I would liked very much to have been with you. It seems ages since we left and it will be so long before we will see each other again. What has Mother done about selling the place? We haven't had a real good letter from her, that is with any news in it.
Last Sunday we went over to Aunt Mae's for dinner. After dinner we took a bus and went down to the beach. Besides the ocean to bathe in they have a plunge and of course all other sorts of amusements. We took our bathing suits along intending to go in but by the time we had seen everything it was too late. We met Herman Torkelson there. Do you remember him? He used to board and room at Jobst's.
Every night we go riding somewhere. There are good roads all over the country and you can drive for miles with houses all along the road. As soon as you leave one town, you're in another one.
Fourth of July we drove over to Redondo Beach, about thirty five miles from here. We had a fine fish dinner and then went in bathing. The beach there isn't as large or clean but the plunge is much larger than the one at Long Beach. The water is warm and salt. and the keep fresh water pouring in all the time. We had a good time but would have had better if you had been with us.
Dear I can hardly wait until you come, then we can have so many good times together. As it is I'm afraid that when I write about all the good times we have, you will think you have been forgotten. Please dearest do not think that for I love you and want you to come and enjoy these things also.
Last night we drove over to see the old San Gabriel Mission which was built in 1700 by the Indians for the Franciscan Fathers. A guide took us through and showed us the main things of interest. I like to see all these old things, do you dear? There is something sort of fascinating about them.
Billy is up town looking for a job, he thinks he has a line on a good one. I hope they do find something to pay them for coming out here.
Vera is busy getting a lunch for Father, he will soon be home. He has surely changed since we came, now he thinks he will go back for Mother but we do not know for sure just yet.
Over on the next street they are putting in gas. The ground is so hard, they use a trenching machine, which is also much faster. I do hope we have gas, water and lights by the time Mother comes or she will be for packing up and going back.
I hope we can convince her that this is just the place for her. People out here don't believe in working like she does. They stay home just long enough to get something to eat wear or to sleep and are always thinking up some place to go.
Well dear heart, I guess I have rambled on about enough and so will close for this time. Hoping this finds you well and happy, I remain as always yours, and yours only,
Edythe.
P.S.- Dear, after this when you write please address my mail to 5009 Whittier Blvd., c/o Loftus Land Co. You will think every time I write I give you a new address but we have no mail service as yet- Love, - Edythe.
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