[Letter excerpt, 1952]
Right now I am desperately overworked but looking forward to the war to make changes in my schedule.… Meanwhile with writing, endless committees, teaching, constant speech-making, and a large and growing family I have my hands full. Gone are the happy days when we had time to sin. But I think our old game of trying to predict where and how we will be at a given future date becomes more pointed all the time – just where is the whole shebang going? Wouldn’t it be the supreme joke if nothing happened and we both enjoyed a sedate old age? Yes it would. It would also be a great joke if you became a rabbi and I became governor of Kentucky. You see, I rave. Got to stop. High fever.