July 9, 1919

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Dear Mama, -

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            Received your letter written the 25th of June. Was awfully glad to hear from you. But sorry to hear that you and Aunt Annie had a falling out. Of course I side with you and will back you up in anything you do. Truly I think it is the only think I do, that is to get a hired girl. I have often worried about you working so, hard, but sort of have let is slip in regard to pushing papa to get help. Now I am going to write to him and insist that he does, and I want you to stop all of the out door work, you have done enough of that to rest the balance of your life. If you can’t get, a hired girl any other way you may use what money I have sent home for paying her as I may never need it.

            Was awfully sorry to hear that Bess disregarded my advice, and went to Washington to get a job. It is the last place in the world that a girl should go. $1500 (in wash) is equal to just $500 dollars in a small southern town. But of course she is one of those wise people who thinks that they know everything. Am awfully afraid she is going to end up wrong because she is follish and no one can convince her she is.

            Suppose Ted and the other Kids are having a big time this summer, oh! how I wish that I was at home. Course this Navy grows more irksome* every day I remain in it.

            Received a letter from my room mate who was with me when we first put the McCalla into Commission, he got out of the service Just before we left the states. He tells me at  present everything in Pretty dull in the way of position, so perhaps it is best that I have to remain an for a unlike. Even if I do detest the Navy.

            Well I must close for this time, some hope that everything comes out for the best. and I suppose it will in the long run, if we just wait.

            Write to me very soon

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                                                Your loving Son

                                                Ford K. Lucas 

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* unsure what he wrote, but probably meant irksome.