P.S. My children show a distressing tendency to draw out their entire
bank accounts to buy candy.
Tuesday night. My dear Judy:
What do you think Sandy has done now? He has gone off on a pleasure trip
to that psychopathic institution whose head alienist visited us a month
or so ago. Did you ever know anything like the man? He is fascinated by
insane people, and can't let them alone.
When I asked for some parting medical instructions, he replied:
"Feed a cowld and hunger a colic and put nae faith in doctors."
With that advice, and a few bottles of cod-liver oil we are left to our
own devices. I feel very free and adventurous. Perhaps you had better
run up here again, as there's no telling what joyous upheaval I may
accomplish when out from under Sandy's dampening influence.