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Tues. 8 P.M. Dear Gladys & Jack: -

   We had a letter from Florence today & she said you were still in a wheel chair.  We've been thinking about you & wondered how you were.  I guess it takes time for those sort of things to mend.   I hope you'll soon be up on your feet.
   Charlie was awfully sick last nite.  I was so scared.  I guess he had the virus.  I got home from work around 4 & he was heaving in the bathroom & running off, too.  But, what scared me the most was that every muscle in his body was cramping & he was in terrific pain besides being so deathly sick.   I thot he might go into convulsions.  It was horrible.  He told me he believed if it had gone any higher (it started in his legs & went to his arms) he would