Sunday 8:30 AM.                                                                                          March 19-1944

                        Dear Hon:

            Good morning Sweetheart. How is my darling this morning? I feel fine and rested as I am on late this morning it certainly is different than getting up at 4:30. The late shift is always welcome.

            I thought, that spring is just around the corner but from all indications it is still winter. We had zero weather this morning. The windows are frozen all around. That is March for you.

            Joe K., left yesterday with the biggest contingent we had in a yr. Somehow my heartaches for Mary and the children. She must be very blue today. Darling we understand now how pitiful it must be for a dad to leave his home and children. You see, dear with you and I it’s a little different, as there is one left behind but when there are children it’s terrible. I hope she is brave. Her family will not be much comfort to her as she and they never get along.

            How did you progress in school darling? In your letter you stated that you will be shooting at aeroplanes around the weekend. Have you dear? I sorta imagined you doing so yesterday. No letter from my honey yesterday, which means no mail for 2 days as today is

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Sunday. There may have been a delay on the train. Tomorrow morning I will probably get them in a lump.

            Mary and I had breakfast a few minutes ago. Pecan Roll and coffee. She is washing the dishes now while I am writing to you darling. I didn’t write you yesterday dear as I was very tired and when I am tired I can’t think, so I figured that after a good nights rest I should be able to write you in the manner that I like to write you.

            Bus is expecting his furlough within a month. We will have some company for a while again. It will feel good to have a man around for a little while more. Deep down in my heart I keep scheming about seeing you soon. Somehow I can’t picture you away from me for another 6 mo. That is much too long. Darling, you may get within my reach sometime and I sure will take advantage of it. I hope that you get shipped closer darling.

            As I glance at the clock from here, it tells, me that time is getting short so I must end this letter to you sweetheart with lots of Love, enough love to fit in a ocean.

                                                            Your Loving Wife.

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P.S. We are not to be parents.

                                    I Love You