March 5, 1945

March 5, 1945

Hi There, Prettier than Me,

     As you say Sweet, things are rolling again.  Not pleasantly, but reasonably rapid.  I'm getting back into the groove, or out, and school is just as delightful as ever - Got a gun?  In spite of all the hub bub I shall sit on my thumbs and count the seconds until I can hold you in my muscular arms and give you a gooey kiss.

I dreamed for hours.  Gee I love you and golly I miss you.

     Aunt Eva, Mary, Your Grandmother, Aunt Josie, We're growing up, Honey, and life is going along pretty fast.  More memories to store away?  The heart and mind certainly can hold a lot.  I wonder if I will see them all again someday?

      I'm glad you're going back to work.  I can understand why that is best.  I hope you get to go out in the evenings and on weekends.  If some Joe asks you and you feel like it - go to it.  Tell Bill that if he doesn't get you whiskey sours Sat. afternoon, that I'll hire a Western Union boy to do it.

  If things ever get out of hand and you're against a wall give Myles a call will ya? 

     Hey, want to hear a coincidensce (could they be helped)?  I ran out of matches in the hotel Sat. night and had to use an electric wall heater.  I have a blister on my poor little nose.  Two noses with but a single burn.  

      I didn't think your Mom would have such a tough time.  I hope she gets well quick.  Does she talk O.K. now?  How about her arms?  How long until she can get on her feet?  Gee whiz she sure gets a rough deal.  

     I spent hours looking at rings.  I found one that I liked and would think it's a nice hunk of stuff.  It will take quite awhile to get it though.  It's up to you kid.  Would you want a nice one sooner, or a nicer one later?  Hey, who said there wasn't any more platinum?  Every store I went in had plenty.  The one I'd like to get is set in platinum, so there.

     I sent you a magazine from Palm Beach yesterday and have another I'll send tomorrow.  They both are just chuck full of memories.  

     I made the rounds of our places in our tour.  They aren't much without you.  I'd rather have stayed on the post.  I get sad all alone.  Sunday I went to the show and saw "None But The Lonely Heart".  I shouldn't ought to have done that.  I was nearly in tears.  (I was still a bit under the spell).  After the show I tottered over to the lobby of the Pennsylvania and sat in a lonely corner.  A woman sauntered up and asked me if I cared for a cup of tea.  I shuddered but tried to be polite so I smiled beautifully and with much enthusiasm said quote -   yes - unquote.  The damnm stuff tasted good so I had two refills.  There was a full moon in the evening and I walked down to the lake and sat on a bench.