There’s a clipping inside the letter, presumably from a local Pennsylvania area newspaper:
Dr. J.E.A. Bucke made the Memorial Day address in our church. He based his talk on the hymn, “O Beautiful for Spacious Skies,” which the audience later sang. It was very inspiring.”
Mrs. Earl Lenig and children of New Buffalo visited Mrs. Warren Foster Sunday, and they all attended Sunday School.”
Theodore Crow of the V-12 naval program, a student at Stevens Tech, Hoboken, N.J. spent the week end with his mother, Mrs. Lillian Crow of Liverpool. they both visited relatives here Sunday afternoon.”
One of the pleasantest things coming out of this war was the meeting in the Pacific of Lt. (j.g.) Frank Crow, Lt (j.g.) Lenard Ilgen, Crow’s brother-in-law, and Lt. (j.g.) Lewis Ilgen, Lenard’s brother. They were together for three days. Lewis had never met Frank but he knew the name of his ship, and when he saw the ship, he hunted Frank up and they went to church together.
Saturday Night
July 1, 1944
Hello Darling,
It is 2:00 AM and I’m on watch doing absolutely nothing, so what could be better than writing you. Nothing, unless of course, I could be with you tonight.
In one of your letters you said you would like a heavy date with me. Listen, are there so few men at home that you must ask a man who is so far away from home? Of course I know you are particular about whom you ask just as I am. There is only one person I want to date, my dear, and that is you. Don’t ever worry that I will run around with other women. There is absolutely no one I would go out with other than you, and I’m sure you realize that. I know you are the same way.
Excuse me, I just took time out to listen to the news. They dictated it on the radio slow enough to be copied on a typewriter and just a little fast for longhand, but I copied it almost verbatim and typed it up for the officers and crew. Our radiomen have been copying it in code every day lately but for some reason they didn’t this evening, so now we have at least the most of the news. Some of the towns in China and Italy almost threw me, though.
Sunday
Honey, I’m sorry there are so terribly many interruptions in this letter but it took me so long to copy the news and type it that it was time to be relieved by the time I finished it. I hope you won’t mind and I’m sure that you won’t. Sweetheart, I feel as if I’ve known you for a million years and I think I know just what your feelings are and what your reactions will be in advance. That may sound peculiar, but if it does it’s because I love you. Darling, there is not a lot of doubt in my mind that you are the most wonderful thing that ever happened to me.
Don’t take me seriously on what I said about that heavy date in the first paragraph. Of course I know you wouldn’t go with any one but me, just as you know I wouldn’t want to go with anyone else. And I surely would like to have a heavy date with you, and how! The only thing that’s been bothering me is just what does a couple do on a heavy date? If I can guess right I’m in favor of making this an extra heavy date! Agreed?
I saw a movie tonight. It was James Cagney in “Johnny Come Lately” and was pretty good although I was rather disgusted with the moral of the story. Have you seen it? Some of the boys said it was playing in Pittsburgh when we were there, but I had never seen it advertised before. By the way, I think it is swell that you are getting to go to some shows now. Go to all you can and enjoy them for me too. I don’t blame you for liking musical comedies, because that is what I like best too.
I must go now, sweetheart, but I’ll see you again soon (by letter of course).
Your loving husband
Frank
