May 12th, 1938

To my dear son, Mr. Shlomo may his candle be lit

This is in answer to your letter that you’re angry at us that we write just a little, and that’s why you hold off and don’t write to us. That’s definitely not true. So I ask that you write a lot. As you can see, our letters got shorter. In my last letter I wrote in details how I arranged things with the business. I rented the rights to do business from a cripple and I pay him a monthly fee. We arranged the procedure between us. That cost me a lot of money but it’s good that I got it done.

Smultz liquidated his store because they took his license away and he has no job.

Here’s hoping that God will help him and he’ll find a job.

The whole family sends you regards.

Your father,

Yoel