This is Part 4 of the letter postmarked November 30. This part covers Sunday, November 26, 1967.
Sunday morning David Wayne got sick and vomited several times. I think it was just excitement and he had gotten too hot while sleeping. He got alright about noon and we left, but we had planned to leave earlier. The drive home took 9 hours and we really ran into the traffic. I finally just went to sleep. That long drive nearly killed me and I haven't fully recovered yet - none of us have.
[That sounds like the best road trip ever, doesn't it? The start of trip is delayed until noon due to a vomiting five-year-old, and then the trip that took 7-1/2 hours a few days ago takes nine hours due to traffic. I bet Mom was miserable.]
Dave has decided that we will have to rent a trailer when we come home because I'll have to have a bed in the back seat. Also, he is resigned to the fact that it's going to take longer getting back than 2-1/2 days.
[Yeah, if we drive back to Texas while Mom is still pregnant it's going to be a great trip, isn't it?]
[Speaking of cocktail napkins, I ran across a few more that Mom saved. First, from this San Francisco trip, is one from The Franciscan restaurant at Fisherman's Wharf. That must have been where we ate dinner Friday night. The Franciscan Crab Restaurant is still there today and looks like a very nice place, having been recently remodeled.]
[Mom also saved three cocktail napkins from the Napkins of Distinction line by a company called Beach Products in Kalamazoo, Michigan. I assume she got these from Finocchio's on Saturday night. Each of these napkins has a theme and they have that distinctive 1960's look. The three themes are "On The Rocks," "Famous Quotes," and "Songs To Drink By." They have short quips covering one complete side of the napkin (four panels), such that you have to unfold it completely to see everything at once. I may dedicate a post to the scans of these napkins, but for now here is one side of one of them.]
[Next, Mom saved a couple of cocktail napkins from that French restaurant called Taix that Mom and Dad went to on November 17, which Mom wrote about in the November 21 letter. According to Google Translate, "Les Freres" (accent over the first "e") means "The Brothers."]
[Thus concludes our Thanksgiving trip to San Francisco. We'll go over the rest of this letter on November 30.]
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