Hard Times

My Dear Lizzie,

The weather has turned cold here in Chicago and the long nights give rise to many thoughts of you and the children. But for the job at the tallow processing plant I would at once return home. James writes that the fields lie fallow and that the Crockers have left for California, having finally lost their deed to the savings and loan. It is indeed a blessing that Grannie Crocker did not live to see her family torn from their home.
The candle burns low. I send my love to Joanna and Junior and Victoria and Virginia. May God in his goodness bring us together soon.
Your Dutiful Husband,
William Charles