Sept. 16

Dear Tara*Starr,

Guess what. Grandpa called and said come down to Vero Beach for the weekend. (Nana was going to be away for the weekend and he didn’t want to be alone.) So we all went to Florida for three days, but it wasn’t really a vacation. Emma caught a fish. But she was very sad that she did not get to see Mickey Mouse.

Love,

P.S. How come you never answered my last letter? Are you made at me?