Monday Night
July 3, 1944
My Darling Wife,
Well sweetheart, I’ve just had a fresh shave, a shower, and brushed my teeth, so now I’m all set to write you and then go to bed. Boy, I wish it were the old days and I were getting all cleaned and dressed up to come to see you in my old Ford. The more I look back on those times the more I realize how much fun it was. Only, if I were doing it over again I would come for you much earlier and bring you home much later. It wouldn’t have been possible for me to see you oftener unless we would make it several times a day rather than every day.
Did you ever tell your Mother and Dad how I used to take you home from Lively’s after suppor and leave you off at Mrs. Paxton’s? Golly, that must have looked awfully crazy to all the other people there. It was kinda silly at that, but then we could sit out in the car and talk, couldn’t we. Do you know, darling, I’m sure now that I loved you long before I ever realized it or was willing to admit it. As you no doubt know you were quite an influence in my life even the Christmas that I went home. Remember how I came back later all reformed realizing that I couldn’t carry water on both shoulders. [i.e. have a girl back in Pennsylvania and one in Texas too] It didn’t take me long though to break down though and carry water on the other shoulder though this time in earnest. We didn’t miss a night after that, did we. I would certainly like to live those months before we were married and our first married year together again. Darling, I’ve told you before, but tonight I feel like telling you again that never before have I known such happiness as I have since I met, courted, married, and lived with you. You are just everything that is good, lovable, and, oh well, just everything worth loving and living for.
So you’ve got a new hairdo? Well, that is quite alright with me, as long as I’m not home and I imagine it is much cooler. Anything is O.K. with me just as long as you don’t get a “boybob”. I might suddenly get sent home and I don’t believe I would like it as well as with your hair longer. I’m sure you can understand that, can’t you, sweetheart.
Say, I’ve been wondering, are you going to remake that white uniform of mine into a suit for you? You know you are at perfect liberty to do so if you want to. The only condition is that if you do you must send me a picture of it (and you) the first time you wear it. You’d better hurry or the summer will be over before you finish it.
I hope you soon get those other pictures and send them to me. I really am anxious to see them. That really must be a good camera. Personally, as you might have guessed, I can’t see putting $250 into a camera for pleasure use only. Maybe I’m wrong but I hope not.
Well, sweetheart it is 10:00 and time for all Navy men to be in bed, so here I go.
Lovingly
Frank
