11-28-69
Boulder City, Nev.

Dear Parents, Greetings from the Desert to those in the frozen North.

Below is pictured a Roadrunner, the first one of which I saw the other day. I decided to call him Turkey and invite him to dinner Thurs...
...but, as in the movies, he's very fast. I had a Lipton's Turkey Primavera Dinner instead. Not bad, but I wager you had better.

I have also seen the Coyote, But he's quit chasing the Roadrunner and taken up panhandling from us humans.

Today I go into town & and get me kayak; I hope. This living in a regular campground is not to my liking. & now over the holiday the place has filled up & to my taste is vastly over populated.¹ One trailer lined up after another with a liberal amount of speedboats. Trail bikes running around the camp all day, why not out on the trails? Oh well soon I'll be on the river. I will first spend a couple days on Lake Mead itself, then on to the river.

I hope everyone is well & not suffering too much from heart-burn or frost-bite. If you will notice, in the previous picture my face is red, well it's not burned but it sure isn't white.

Sally, you must be getting big, take care, I hope it's another boy. ²

Tom, I think you would be a fool to cut out now if you can manage to stay out of gaol.³

Lori, if you still collect rocks I'll send you some from the bottom of the Grand Canyon & other places.

And all you kids: Lori, Suzy, Chris, Jo Jo, Stephie, & soon to come...Smile.

Hey John, the desert sure is nice, Warm.