My adorable sweetheart,
This working from 10 – 6 is “getting me down” as it never leaves me any time in the evening to do anything. Also, I can’t seem to sleep later than 7:15 a.m.—so what good does it do me?
Most of the teachers were still out with colds today. I had to handle a lot of things myself, including a B.M. in the pants. Honey, I think this is kind of funny! I had the child all clean & had planned to wash the pants in the toilet. But I accidentally (honestly) flushed the toilet & skidoo went the pants. It didn’t stuff the toilet & I didn’t have to clean the pants—so all ended well! Well, the same little kid who “dirtied” her pants fell off the swing & with her own teeth bit her inside lip which really bled & I had a chance to do first aid—nuts!!
Today we rec’d our first letter from Mort since he got back to his ship. He asked for your address (expect a letter from him) & he, also, definitely wanted Rhoda Menschel’s address. (Girl I met in N. Y.) It seems he’d like to get married, but he just hasn’t faound “the gal!”
This evening Harold & Alma Rueben called me from Youngstown. Gosh, I was so happy to talk to them, I nearly cried. They hope to be in Cleve. the beginning of next week before they go on to Cornell Univ, where H—is going for another course!
Called Helen Edelsberg’s mother & got Jules & Helen’s new address. They moved from Fort Knox to Calif—that is, Jules’ whole outfit moved there for amphibious training. Here is his address:
T/Sgt. Jules Edelsberg 35020878
Hq. & Service Co.
764th Amphibious Tractor Bn.
Ford [sic] Ord. Calif.
Also, I called the Hymans up. They thought I had been avoiding them, so I promised to go to dinner with them some night next week.
Tomorrow night I think I have to meet your brother for dinner. Hope he remembers! He’s not very good about such things!
Bubs—I love you so very much. When I think of you, a warm glow comes over me, & I remember your cute “li lassie” & the tree on your body & the way you “holler” on me, & all your funny little ways. I adore you!
I do hope you are writing me often. I can’t wait to get my hands on that stack of mail.
Recommended CitationSpeert, Edith, "Letter Written by Edith Speert to Victor A. Speert Dated October 14, 1944" (1944). Speert, Edith and Victor A.. Paper 94.