Dear Virginia,
I am sorry it has been so long since I have written to you, but my brother brought your letter over to me just a short time ago, so I had to wait until I could get your address. Leon said he received a letter from you. He mentioned you were homesick for Mexico.
I am living in Fulton now. My address is 604 Fay St., Fulton, N.Y. It is three houses from the P.C.K. Choc. Co. where I work. I have decided to stay here instead of going to Buffalo. I have a good rating here and I hate to leave.
Please excuse the pencil, as I have no pen here with me.
I sold my car about a week ago. My front tires were getting smooth and I knew I couldn’t get any more. A friend of mine offered me a good price, so I let it go.
By the way, I bought a motorcycle, so the next time you see me I probably will be riding that. It is one of the big “80s”, and will do about 120, but I wouldn’t dare ride it that fast.
Hope your feeling ‘O.K.’, and miss me a little bit. I suppose you are out every night, since you moved up there.
Well I have to go to work at 11:00 P.M. tonight, so I suppose I will have to close. I think I’ll stay in until Sat., then I expect to go to the Presidents Ball, in Syracuse.
Don’t forget to write.
Love, Harry
