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Pelham 65, New York
A/C Judson Clark
Sqdrn 5, Class 45-A
Newburgh, New York
Just got you[r] letter, honey, and I’m sorry that you haven’t gotten any mail from me. I gave it to Daddy to mail and you know how men are about mailing letters. You should get it soon, hon. I’ll have this mailed this morning, honey, so you should get it by tomorrow noon—or shouldn’t you—
I’ve been meaning to ask you. Would you rather have two small letters or one big one? You’re going to get spoiled by getting so much mail if I start writing two a day because when I go back to work I probably won’t be able to keep it up.
It’s December 7th today—Golly, the war’s been going on for three years now. Hope it ends before another year.
Honey, everyone keeps calling up & since our engagement’s been in the paper trying to get me to have them take our wedding pictures, clean our clothes and rent tuxes there.
What a morning for sleeping! Some men have been banging on the roof all morning (I don’t have a hangover, they’re supposed to be repairing the damage done by the hurricane). They sound more like they’re taking it apart than putting it together.
Then, I was just getting used to it when Grandmaw starts screaming for Rex. I could hear her getting real excited and saying she looked under all the beds & he was not in the house anyplace. He’d just gotten out of the house. Well, this happens regularly once a year. So I gave up all plans for sleeping and started looking for him—Grandmaw was running around like crazy & I tried to calm her down. Well, Rex hadn’t disappeared from our abode as I soon discovered. There he was lying under the stove. Thought we wanted to give him a bath so he wouldn’t come out.
What a way to start the morning! So soothing & calming to the nerves.
Gee, those planes sound as though the Air Show were really going to be something! I can hardly wait to see it. It sounds a little crowded there. Honey, it would be super if you didn’t fly Friday & got home Friday night. Golly, hon, it would be marvelous. Would Steve get off then, too?
Honey, what do you think you’ll finally fly? You’d like B-26 wouldn’t you? Do they ask you what you’d prefer?
Honey, this week hasn’t dragged too much for me. Maybe it’s because of the change—Being home after working for so long. Another thing is that I’ve been busy all the time. Well, reading anyway. It’s another beautiful day, darling. I hope you get a lot of flying in today.
Honey, I’m so sorry that you have a cough—I can’t imagine how you ever caught it from me—I was sure you’d given it back on Sunday. Well, since you’ve had it this long, you might as well keep it. O. K?
Darling, I love you so. Tonight is Thursday or will be and you’re going to call. I love to wait to hear your voice. Gee, I miss you loads.
Honey, I won’t write much more now so that you’ll get this soon. I love you my darling. You’re so sweet and thoughtful.
Honey, I sure hope you can get off Friday night. It will be marvelous to see you for two nights again after last weekend.
Darling, I remembered one of the things I wanted to ask you. Will you & Steve be shipped out to the same place?
My grandmother is jabbering about the Germans are going to bomb New York the last of this month. She’s going around talking as though it were an established fact not just a rumor—I hope—
Please write a lot, darling. I love you so.
All my love,