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Monday evening. March 20th 1933 Darling Lafern:

  We have had a gale all day and the wind is still blowing. I went out several times and picked up the King oranges that have blown off - got nearly a bushel, many weighing close to a pound. Wish you had them. I eat all I can, but there are many to give away.  They crack as they fall, then the ants and flies get into them in a short time and they are ruined. There is no sale for them. Those on the trees might as well be taken off - Do you want some?      My ankle is very sore this evening as I've pottered around such a lot today. Had a letter from Mrs Griffeth written from Glendale - a suburb of Los Angeles - four days after the quake. She was unhurt, but badly frightened. Friends of hers in Long Beach wrapped themselves in blankets and staid in autos on the mountainsides and haven't yet had their clothes off! These people couldn't go back to their apts until they had been inspected and pronounced safe, as the walls were cracked. I think I prefer to risk the hurricanes to the earthquakes! 
 So glad to get your letter yesterday. Thanks for the stamps. I laughed and laughed over the camel being urged uppty-up with the cheerful executioner waiting for him up at the top. I'm not a prohibitionist, and never was - wouldn't join the W.C.T.U. for I don't think you can legislate