Thursday Night.
Oct. 22, 1925.

My dearest Walter:

I was surprised that you had changed your plan and decided not to go to the west coast. However, I don’t blame you a bit for not having a desire to travel over such rough roads. I imagine you will be glad to get back to the Beach so that you can resume your work there.

October 22, 1925 (Ina)

I spent today with Thelma and enjoyed it lots as I always do. I spent quite a bit of the day in helping her with some sewing.

We had a card from Mrs. Parman today and she seems to be enjoying her visit in Tennessee with her people. Mr. Parman, I suppose, is in Dallas since she wrote us that she expected to return to Uvalde as soon as he completed his work. I hope that this trip will benefit Mrs. Parman as she was in pretty bad condition when she left here. It doesn’t seem to be her physical condition especially, but her main trouble is in worrying so terribly much about every little thing. She becomes almost frantic when Mr. Parman gets out of her sight, just worried to death for fear something will happen to him. She seems to be a great deal worse than she used to be, and everyone who knows her is beginning to get very uneasy about her. It is extreme nervousness I am sure, but it is getting very serious. I feel so sorry for Mr. Parman. I don’t see what keeps him from having a nervous breakdown, because it is so trying for him. I have never seen anyone with as much patience as he possesses. Unless you knew the conditions as we do, you couldn’t understand how serious it is. I don’t mean this letter in a spirit of criticism of Mrs. Parman, but I am deeply concerned about her condition. She is a mighty good friend of ours, and I love her.

I hope you had a pleasant trip back to the Beach, and that you had no car trouble.

Sweetheart, I love you.

Devotedly,
Ina.