Miss me?                                                                                                                                                                                                 Time for Love + Dreams

Love me?                                                                                                                                                                                                            Wednesday Nite

Want me?                                                                                                                                                                                                                         8/19/42

 

Dearest Darling,

            Honey I really hit the jackpot again. 6 Letters from you today. Was that ever swell. I could stand that for a steady diet too. They were so swell honey and I feel so much better now that I have heard from you again. I also had 3 from home and a couple from kids in Newark so you see I have a lot of letter writing to do. Yours came in first in importance though and so here comes the first one.

            I’m so very tired today. We left camp at 5 yesterday morning and didn’t get in until 1.00 A.M. We were on the move most all of that time so you can probably understand why we are so “tuckered out.” 20 hours is a darned long time to keep that kind of traveling up. We have to do that two days a week now and we surely be in shape before long. At least we should be if it doesn’t kill me first.

            Gosh honey I’d give most anything to get to see you (right now). I have been thinking of you so much of late and it surely makes me feel lonely when I think of how much fun we could be having if we were only together instead of being so far apart. One of these days though darling and soon I’m going to just walk in unexpectedly and grab you up and almost love you to death before you even are sure who it is. Like to think of it too dearest. Honestly you are so very sweet and you seem to occupy my mind most of the time. About all that I can think of that is important anymore is you and of all the plans we have made and can still think of when I do get to see you.

            Honey don’t you get any ideas if you don’t hear from me for a time. Yesterday was the first time we have had any mail come in or go out since August 6th and that is rather disgusting. Of course I hope this doesn’t happen after but I know how much you depend on our letters back there and up here they mean so very much more to us for they are the most important thing that happens to us. For me your letters are much more important than anything could be. So sweet don’t worry too much and just have patience and you will always have letters coming.

            I had a couple of snaps taken of me yesterday and I will send them to you just as soon as they are finished. I sure hope yours get here soon for the more I see you the better I like them. If we could have a lot of them taken and just keep them bombarding you. Just you wait until I come back though and we’ll take enough and we’ll take enough to take a couple of albums.

            I’m glad you like to fish because I think it great fun. I have caught some very nice salmon- about 20 lbs each and they sure put up a battle. Took me about half an hour to land one the other day. We’ll have so much to do when we are together again that it will take a long time to get them all done. But will have enough fun to make up for all of the time we lose.

            Honey I miss you so much and I do so want to get back. We haven’t heard any more about the Air Corp but I’m still hoping and writing, very “impatiently” I must say. But I do know that we will show them finally and then I can get you in my arms again and half love you to death. At least I’m going to try.

            I think dearest that it would be a good idea if you would get a job for at present I don’t know how soon I will get back. If you do go to work at the Port of Embarkation look up a Captain named Guy W. Stout who works there. He used to be my Commanding Officer and is a pretty swell old guy. He knows my Dad too and can maybe be of some help to you.

            Darling I love you, more and more all of the time and so you had better be ready for a “rush marriage” when I get back.

            I will try to write again tomorrow so you do the same. Dream of me sweet and never stop loving me.

 

            All of my love – for you,

            Paul