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Another day, another dollar. Well I can use the dollar.
I had my second hour of formation flying today. That’s a lot of fun, but it’s tricky;—you don’t realize how fast you’re moving in this ship until you’re about ten feet from another plane. You’ve got to keep your eye on the lead man all the time, and by the end of the period everyone gets pretty sick of that so it ends up in a rat race. The lead man peels off and we all follow him about fifty feet behind. It’s like follow the leader. You try to stay on the tail of the ship in front of you and shake the guy behind you. It’s a lot of fun and good training for combat.
Gosh, hon, how these days are dragging along. They say time waits for no one, but it sure is markin’ time for this chicken, I love you and miss you so much.
No, I haven’t told anyone about us yet, well only Steve and Tom. Steve wondered what had caused the sudden change. I explained to him, however. No, Tom didn’t give in this week, but he’s getting weaker and weaker. He’s paying the kid brother to stick around.
I like that,—I didn’t have much to say about getting married. I asked you, didn’t I? You told me about having a double ring ceremony in the Commodor [sic] Sunday, hon. It sounds swell to me. If you hadn’t suggested it, I was going to. But listen hon, you plan this wedding as you like. I’ve always thought a wedding means much more to the girl than it does to the boy. I know this means very much to you, darling.
No, angel, it doesn’t seem real does it? I still can’t believe it. There is one thing I am sure of, however, that is—I love you, always. There’s not the slightest bit of doubt in my mind darling. I know what I’m doing, and I know we’re not making a mistake.
I don’t think I’ll be flying next weekend. We’re caught up on time again now, and we have until the 20th to get twelve hours in.
I’d like to go out to dinner somewhere, that way the evening won’t seem too short, and we do have a lot to talk about.
So until next weekend honey, I’ll think of you always.
I love you—
Recommended CitationClark, William Judson, "Letter Written by William Judson Clark to Dorothy A. Six Clark Dated November 8, 1944" (1944). Clark, Dorothy Audrey Six and William Judson. Paper 56.