Sunday Sept. 27, 1943

Dear Mary Sweetheart,

            This is my first attempt at writing a letter on the typewriter; no doubt you’ll know that before this is finished. It’s a good thing I’m not being timed on this or I’d be pretty bad. I’m being pretty good to my self at that; it should be terrible instead of bad. I’m company runner tonight and I’m writing or I should say typing this letter in the Orderly Room. I’ll be on until 11:00 O’clock. George and I went to the moving pictures this afternoon, we saw, Edward G, Robinson in “Fleet Command” It had a very nice love scene I know you would like it very much, they have just been married and her husband kisses her right in front of every one as every proper man should. Wish I could demonstrate in person. I know if I put a question mark at the end of that sentence you would answer yes I’m sure, would you honey? So far I’, sure you will agree that this typing is not on the beam but what I say Honey, will be right from the old tidker as always. You’ll be able to piece this together and if you aren’t sure what the word is it will always be, I love you. I could give an excuse and say I’m being interrupted every few minutes by fellows returning their passes, but that wouldn’t be altogether true. I hope your package arrives before the end of the week cause I’m almost as anxious as you Honey to let you know what the package contains. I’m not able to hold odd any longer, but I’ll tell you what it is it’s a dickey [lingerie] with tons of frilly lace and everything you like. Did you come anywhere near guessing what it was from the hints I gave? I was sure I had given it away when I said you could wear it with your suit. I asked them to send a white one I think you would like that color better than the other colors. I believe they had a paisley and a brownish shade they didn’t seem so good to me though. I know you’ll forgive me for disobeying a command. I know I’m told you a thousand times already how much fun it is for me to get little things like that for you, Dearest. I gave as a second choice a different dickey it will be pretty but not as pretty as the first one. For third choice I said you would like some little things in white so Honey Bum, it might be a surprise after all. I’m planning another surprise for those other little things a little later, for a certain very special day. They will rival any thing so far they must be super for a “Super Lovely Bunny”

            I received your letter today telling about Aunt Caroline’s death, it’s really a shame but maybe she will be better off. I know she couldn’t be held responsible for all the things she has done it was just one of those things. In a way she was so much like Lincoln Ave. I think we should remember her as you once knew and loved her I think that’s the way you always thought of her anyway wasn’t it Dear? I hope she will be happy too. I said Lincoln Ave. was funny too here’s why, I received a letter from Ann today she said that Miss Logan had called several times to ask about Mary and she was sure that she was just trying to find out what was wrong with Mary. I guess she meant so she could find out it Mary, had a cancer or something like that, in other words trying to be a busy-body so she could go around and talk about it. Mary said she didn’t want any one to know what she was being operated on for, in fact almost made them swear that they wouldn’t tell any one at school. I guess that explains their strange attitude, but if you ask me why they act like that you have me just as puzzled as you are Honey. Was that what made you angry the other night? I really don’t think they know why they act as they do either. Don’t be angry with them Honey Bum, just for me, okay, Mish?

            I think I’ll finish this letter with pen and ink I liked it better that way it seems to me to be closer I don’t know why but that’s it Dearest. I just wanted you to see what I was doing in typing I did this all without looking at the keys. I typed 14 words a minute last week it wasn’t good by any stretch of the imagination but I’ll keep trying to do better. Some of these days maybe I can be able to help on the paper, have you started it yet?

            Here’s the old stand by again. Now for a few pages to let my one and only Sweet Sugar know how everything is going. I’ll be here until after eleven O’clock so this should be a long letter. I hope like our house it doesn’t run away from me, though I’m not so sure that most of the letters I send don’t do that, but I know here and there you’re able to pick up the thought and piece together the odds and ends. Without a doubt I’d get a slap for saying that if I were within arms length- I really don’t think I’m so terrible I always like to hear you tell me the things you do.

            The weather has changed again this evening and it’s quite a bit cooler this office doesn’t help much either with a concrete floor, but it isn’t unbearable by any stretch of the imagination about the same as it is at home at this time of year. Has the weather changed for the better yet? It should be warm during the daytime and sometimes really hot. I suppose the leaves are changing rapidly now- Gee! Sweet I’d give anything to walk up on the hill with you to look at the trees. Do you remember last year when we went up there together- it was about --------------