Saturday – October 27, 1945

No. 248

Hello Dearest Darling:

How’s my loving Honey feeling today? Is he all well again and feeling like his sweet self? I hope so. I received your letter of October 19^th yesterday but I was unable to write last night. I will explain fully as I go on here. I was really worried last week as to why you hadn’t written. I knew it wasn’t because you just didn’t feel like writing. You at least write one sheet to let me know you’re ok and thinking of me. You just tell me every single time something is wrong, won’t you? I do hope it wasn’t Malaria as you suspected. Have you been taking your atabrine tablets regularly? How I wished I could nurse you, Darling!! You will keep me posted as to how you’re feeling each day, Sweet? I do wish they would send you home. Now that combat is over, you should be relieved of all that strain. You’re all tired out and should have a good rest. I wish so much I could do more for you than just write. It’s “heck” when you want to do so much and you can’t because you’re parted from the one you love. I haven’t mentioned the details of your illness since you didn’t say anything to them in your letter. You didn’t want me to say much, did you, Sweet? They knew by their letter you weren’t well and I just said you said about the same in my letter. Now Darling, I know you are trying to keep well and hoping it will be soon that you will be coming home. Keep that chin up, Darling! It’s just a matter of a little time yet and we will have the rest of our lives to live together. Is your back giving you trouble like before? I’m glad you told the doctor about it and if it bothers you continuously, you just haunt that doctor. He’s bound to realize you have done enough.

Regarding your Christmas packages, Honey, I didn’t really get your final word about not sending any packages until a few were sent. I’d rather lose the packages and have you here for Christmas, really I will. [Sentence edited for content.] Tee Hee! Now you’re probably wondering what happened that I couldn’t write last night. Well, here is why – your Mom’s club “Rebekah’s” had a “Smorgasbord” and Richard, Em, My Mom, Your Mom, Dad and I were going last night. My Dad was in Elgin and didn’t think he could make it in time so he wasn’t going. Your Dad was the only one who had a car. Well, we got together ok in the car and got as far as the “Bell” Theatre and Armitage Ave. and the car broke down. It just wouldn’t start anymore. Some fellow behind us pushed us to the curb. I went at a drug store and called my Dad. The Partian hasn’t been riding very well. It needed a general overhauling and once before it stopped on us when we were out. Since we only had 15 minutes before the dinner would close, we left your Dad and walked. No street car was in sight. During all this time I was flawing so badly. I thought surely I’d have an accident. When we got there, everyone was finished eating and all the hot meals were gone. It was quite disappointing to Emma and Dick since they were really hungry. I didn’t care for myself since I wasn’t very hungry anyway. To top it all, I had such a splitting migraine headache. Well we had some various salads and filled up on that. We played bunio for a while. My Mom won a cookie jar which she gave to us. Your Mom won a kitchen towel which she gave to Emma. Your Dad came up later while we were playing bunio. My Dad had to go back home to get a flashlight and after he came back to the car, looked it over. What caused the car to stop was the gas line had broken and the gas was running out. Dad pulled him home and told your Dad he would fix it the next day. We walked home from the “Smorgasbord” since no street car seemed to be running. I finally got home without any “mishap” but my head was just spinning. I could hardly get my clothes off to get to bed, I guess, Honey, I really deserved your scolding about not going back to the Doctor. I’ve GOT TO GO BACK TO HIM AND see what’s causing all this trouble. I will go now. He is quite a busy doctor and you can’t get an early appointment but if it’s necessary, I’ll take time off from work to go. I stayed in bed today until about two o’clock this afternoon. I had planned to get up earlier and write your letter for last night so that you wouldn’t be missing any letters or Mail Call but I couldn’t, Honey. I was just not feeling up to par. Tonight we were to go to Johnnie’s folks’ to celebrate Johnnie’s birthday. I wasn’t feeling much like going but as long as I could sit, I thought it best to go. You and I gave him gold cuff links and tie bar. I bought them at Farsbery and Hoover. Mom gave him a key chain and Dad gave $5.00 cash. His Mother and Dad gave suspenders, ties, and garters Ann and Art $3.00 cash. Nana gave a shoe kit and Lydia gave him a leather wallet. I gave Mr. and Mrs. Tyler a wedding picture. They were very generous to us at our wedding and they deserved one. They were very pleased.

Honey, Hugo is still causing me distress and I think I’d better close now. I have more to write and will do so tomorrow. Please keep my Love locked in your heart, My Sweet, and remember, I’m thinking of you every single minute. I’m counting the days ‘til you’re home, Darling. I’m waiting so anxiously. I love you, Dearest, with all the love in my heart. May this find you fully recovered and feeling very much in the pink.

Good night, My Lover – I miss you so much.

Faithfully Yours,

Emily “Kiss”

“Kiss”

P.S.

Did you forgive me for not writing last night?

“SQUIRT”.