One week in and I’m already behind in a couple of my courses. I don’t remember this much reading, but I suppose that goes with the territory for a history major. These professors could learn a lot from Mrs. Zankowski about making the material more interesting, but overall I like most of them. I feel like I’m a hundred years old compared to the other kids in my classes. Makes sense because it sure feels like that long since I was in school before the war. I know you’re not a big Cubs fan (yet!), but I have to tell you what happened the other day. Joey got to know a guy named Marv who’s been a regular at the theater for the past few months. Real nice guy who lost his son at Pearl Harbor, so obviously he took a liking to Joey. Turns out he’s a ticket-taker at Wrigley Field where the Cubs play! So Joey asked if he could get some good tickets for us to a game or two. (I can’t remember if I told you that uniformed servicemen get in free at Wrigley – I guess as a gesture of support of the troops.) Anyway, he said it would be his honor to give Joey a couple of complimentary tickets for as many games as we want!
