Letter, Lady Bird Taylor to Lyndon Johnson, 10/18/1934? # 2
Title:Letter, Lady Bird Taylor to Lyndon Johnson, 10/18/1934? # 2
Description:Lady Bird says Dorris [Powell] was unable to get tickets for the play they had planned to attend in Shreveport. Lady Bird says she wants to take her father to a show and try to get him interested in something besides work. She didn't get a letter from LBJ today; she wishes she were with him; she will not quit writing to him.
Contributor:Johnson, Lady Bird, 1912-2007; Johnson, Lyndon B. (Lyndon Baines), 1908-1973
Collection:Personal Papers of Lyndon and Lady Bird Johnson
Collection Description:Go to List of Holdings
Subject:Pre-Presidential; Johnson family; Lady Bird Johnson personal; LBJ personal
Specific Item Type:Correspondence
Date Note:Precise date uncertain: extrapolated here by LBJ Library archives staff
Time Period:Pre-Presidential (Before Nov. 22, 1963)
Transcript:[Written on BIRD TAYLOR stationery]
[October 18, 1934 pm ?]
Dorris came out only to tell me that all the tickets had been sold for both tonight and tomoro night. And I am so disappointed! I had looked forward to it so much.
--Alas-!--But anyway there is a good show on Sunday afternoon “The House of Rothschild,” to which I shall take Daddy. I’m making a great effort to get Dad interested in something besides cotton, mules and fertilizer. Ever since Mother
died sixteen years ago he has been receding from all social contacts until he has almost no friends outside of business ones--and no little dinners, drinking parties, golf, or poker games. I’d so like him to…That’s one of the things I’m going to do this year--get him to do something besides work…The trouble, of course, was that Miss Beulah, his second wife, neither knew nor cared--nor quite fitted--with any of Dad’s friends or activities of the before-Mother-died period…But here I go telling you all the family affairs and why should you be interested!!-- Only,
darling there’s no one I’d rather talk to, about anything. So you’re victimized!
Today I took our radio to town to be fixed so I can hear the NBC appreciation hour-- remember the booklets you sent me? I am quite put out because they can’t fix it by time for the first one tomoro morning.
I probably write most boring letters, do I dear? They are about such petty, innocuous things! But then I just simply want to write you every day so I usually do. Though there’s nothing clever to say.
The moon is back to annoy me. It is far too beautiful tonight--I wish it would go away.
There wasn’t any letter when Dorris came! But do I sound like I’m fussing? I hope not-- cause I just mean to let you know I notice it and miss it on the days there isn’t one. I wouldn’t so much if the last one hadn’t given me forebodings.
I wonder what you’re doing tonight…Studying, I guess, because you can’t very well play until the week-end, can you? Oh my dear, how I wish I were with you tonight!
If there isn’t a letter tomoro I shall feel sure you’ve forsaken me--I may even wire. But there’s one thing I won’t do--that’s not write myself, or write coolly! Goodnight, and lots and lots of love to my own dear, Bird