Wed. 11:00 a.m.

9/10/42

Greetings Sweet, How is this old world treating you and “stuff” – I would like to kiss you.

Elaine Dearest,

Thanks sweetheart for all those swell letters. I got 3 last night and I was so pleased. You see we hadn’t gotten any mail for almost 2 weeks and I was so lost without hearing from you. Wish I could see you though- and tell you to your face how much I care for you. Would be so much easier to do than write it.

I was listening to some program from KIRO. Last night and I got so very lonely. No one knows what I would have given to have been there with you and just dancing and dreaming. It would have been so much fun- loving you and hearing you tell me the same. Agree my dear! It isn’t very often that we can get programs from the State like that but, boy, I’m sure glad when we can. At least it half way keeps us in touch with home and the things that mean so much. Like the girl you love. The music that she dances to and all that. So I wish I were somewhere I could dance. Do you realize that it will soon be half a year since I last danced with you? And darling how I wish it was only half a minute. It would be so swell to be back in back in Tacoma or Seattle where I could see you.

Don’t be mad at your dad for going fishing when he gets the chance for if he likes it as well as I, I know I would do the same. I was fishing for a little while this morning but only caught two rather small trout. Wish the salmon would start running so I could get a few of them too. Wish you could be here to go with me.

You know I sort of hate these short letters that I write to you but there is so little that I can write about but you and I and the future. I really do wish I could tell you more about what I am doing and what it is like here. I had to put so much in my diary that I am soon going to run out of space. My album will soon be pretty well filled + you can probably get a pretty good idea from it too. I still haven’t gotten a letter from home + I can’t understand what could be wrong. Do you think it would be asking too much or embarrass you too much to ask if you would write to her – my mother. I have already written and told her about you and how much I care and she is very much on our side. All she said was “Don’t let yourself get hurt like you did before” (Something else to tell you about when I see you). That is all past + done with now though and I love you and I’m trusting you with all my happiness and dreams. I haven’t heard anything more about either Officers School or the transfer so all I am doing is hoping and waiting. I would like to go to school and come out an officer but at that I think the Engineers would suit me best for there I could be doing the kind of work I like and could be helping out too. But I will take either.

I’ll write again soon + in the meantime I will be loving and wanting you. 5000 kisses will only be a start but we’ll have a lifetime to catch up on the rest.

Moms address

Mrs. Lydia Moore

Pine Grave

West Virginia

Especially for you,

Paul