May 5, 1945 4pm
Dear Lambie pie,
I love you and you love me but the way we go about it is rather quaint isn't it?
We both got mad and threw stones at each other. Now let's go out and eat some worms and go back to where we started from.
I hope you get this letter before you answer the last one. If not we'll probably end up sending telegrams. Ya know this may sound screwy but I really don't mind fighting with you as long as we make up. Consistently sensible letters would become routine. Come to think of it, I don't know of any two people who can send slams at each other quite as well as we can. We're good huh?
We've lived through every battle so far and I reckon we'll continue to do so. We're going to have a swell life together. I hope we slug it out from one end of the world to the other for fifty years. You're such a swell opponent.
I think you will hear from your father very shortly. I also think he'll suggest you have yourself psycho analyzed - looked at. I finally got up enough courage to write him Wed. night. I wrote about four lines and lost my courage so I fetched a bottle of beer. That's the way it was throughout the whole letter. I had a beer about every four lines. The letter was pretty long so I think maybe I was tight after the first page. I'm not sure what I said, but I think I offered to marry your father and we'd adopt you his confusing me. He'll probably send us two straight jackets for a wedding present. I don't know if it would be best to let him think I'm batty or confess that I'm a drunkard. Let's give him a hot foot when we see him !!
Say, is it proper to give a girl an engagement ring in a night club? I've been worrying about that. I don't like the idea of giving it to you in front of our family. What do you think? By the way, do you wear a 5 1/2. I know you told me the size but I kinda forgot it it was 5 1/2 , 51/4 or 71/2. If it's too big I'll step on your finger till it's swollen to size, if it's too small I'll do some fancy operating.
I'm afraid that I'm still terribly much in love with you. (except when you call me childish). Even when I can visualize the look on your face when you're getting ready to "prepare for combat".
If you don't greet me with a smile and a kiss I'll tell everyone at the bank you have a cork leg. Not only that but I'll put snakes in your boss's desk and tell him you did it. Then to top it off I'll pinch you right square in the trust tellers dept. So there.
Gotta date with a nifty little blonde so I better get ready now. If I don't hurry she'll close up and I won't be able to get my laundry out.
Bye Darling. See you soon
I love you
Ray