Wilson College - World War II

Sunday Evening Warren darling:- Have just finished tidying up and feel better - I'm sorry about this afternoon dearest- didn't want you to know I was upset - just one of those things I guess. This waiting is kind of hard- ‘W-W’ is trying hard to get out and have a look at things - Poor honey - guess it's hard work- Aunt Beth phoned about an [pg 2] hour after you left - she's getting impatient too! It's very warm tonight - will read the magazines and PM you left - take a shower and go to bed- Darling - it's so hard not having you here - especially now - but we have been fortunate, and it's not fair to complain - So good-night my dearest - With all my love - I'm yours- Bobby

46 Tuesday 6:00 P.M. Oct. 31st Dearly beloved: This afternoon I hit a new low, with rain coming down in torrents, and a phone talk with Marge during which she told me that she had decided to take Jeff to Denver for the winter. I had just taken out envelope and paper to write you when Bev called and said there was some mail in our box. I parked Wendy and her rattle with Mrs. Price, and tore down to find your two blessed letters - at the same time the rain stopped and the sun came out. I ran thru them hastily downtown, and then brought them on home to read and savor. I was delighted to hear where you are and all about who you are with - be sure and give my best to them all, and tell Charles to tell Helen to come see me - wish she would come for Christmas, but she probably has other plans. It was fun to read about the tiny tots - do write and describe them and find one Wendy's age so that I can compare them. It was good to see the ordinary numerals again - how bout using [pg 2] the Roman numerals when you are on your way back? Mail service would seem good, and I hope it continues so - was there any mail waiting for you? How shall I send packages? And is there a cable number? And do you know how much I love you? I thoroughly enjoyed your long letter about Henry and Jean. It was good that you and Henry were together so much, and you both probably profited a good bit from it. I was as you were, a bit surprized at their sexual relationship, but thinking about it in retrospect it would seem to fit them perfectly - I laughed at the part about Fran, and recalled [?] instances i.e. John M. and the telephone. Of course I thought about us and our play times, and felt sorry that we had to stop just when we did, because I felt and I think you did, that we had just crossed the threshold of a more deeply satisfying relationship mental and physical than we had known before. No matter, that feeling will stand by us while we are apart and make us even more ready for each other when we are together again. I thought too of extra marital relationships and tried to figure out just [pg 3] exactly how I did feel. I think to be honest, I do not like the idea of your taking other women, tho I would not begrudge you that comfort, because I love you so much. I don't want to share you, nor do I want to deprive you of anything you feel or need. I guess I want you to follow your own dictates, but please darling never say anything about anything you do to me, unless I ask. As for me - I have a stronger sexual feeling than I've ever had before - partly I guess from saving up while Wendy was coming in anticipation of the long months I thought we were going to have to enjoy each other. Be that as it may - I would get no satisfaction out of sharing it with anyone else I'm sure. It's a feeling I'm sure will mellow and become less acute in time, and the release of which I want to share with you when we are together again. And, when that happy time comes don't think you’re going to get off with once a day! We received the Christmas package this morning and already I've put it out of temptation's way also the calendar which I've hung on the bedroom door - How bout something for the bathroom and front doors now? You were your usual wonderful [pg 4] self ordering those things to arrive just when mail from you was scarce. The post cards, pressed flowers, etc. I have in a pile ready to start a new scrapbook, as soon as funds permit. Have still no news of Muz, so I'm sure she is getting along alright - A letter from Grandfather arrived this morning and he sends you his love. Wendy has a new noise - which you can duplicate as I can. Just put your lips tightly together than open and close them rapidly in succession. She grasps anything within reach and holds on tenaciously - grinning broadly when you try to take anything away - just try! It's strange to think it's tomorrow where you are, and that I still have to go to bed. I think the whole set up would make a good children's story. You write as much as you can, and I'll try to type it in story form for Wendy when she is old enough to understand - Daddy's travels and the little boys and girls he meets and what have you - Well, darling, another day gone by bringing us closer together - even if Churchill does say it will probably be another 2 yrs! I love you with all my heart- Bobby

48 Thursday Nov. 2 3:00 P.M. My darling: I've been wanting to write all day because I've been feeling so lonely - Why I don't know because the extra Christmas cards, second Christmas box and your 32nd letter arrived this morning. Letters seem to take six days. I do hope my mail has started catching up with you. I started to write as soon as you gave me the address, and I think I wrote the first letter about the 19th. You would have laughed to see us coming home this morning the big box in the carriage. Wendy was completely hidden. We were stopped several times this morning, by people who wanted to talk with her - sometimes they haul forth pictures of their own babies for me to admire. I love reading about the children - kites are unobtainable - how bout toy dishes etc. for playing house and model airplanes. Let me know - toys are quite plentiful and probably will be til after Christmas. Hope you don't get dengue - if you have to be sick, please wait til you get home, so I can pop you in bed and take care of you. Bought Father a box of glacé fruit for his birthday, and will send it from [pg 2] the three of us. If Charley hasn't moved you must be on Tinian according to Helen - don't know [why?] that should be censorable. Seems to me that everything I think should be censored isn't and vice-versa. Still no news about our freight - wrote Mother and asked her to phone the Supply Officer at the Navy Yard and ask him to send the bills of loading. I've had no answer to the Air Mail Special sent almost two weeks ago. By the time the trunks arrive Wendy will have outgrown many of her clothes. We are so fortunate to have little sweetie - she is precious and so good - hardly ever cries - most of the time she just talks to herself, and always has a smile and chortle when you pay any attention to her. Wendy has a new accomplishment too, when you put her on her back she hunches backwards, and seems to cover a good bit of ground. Right now she is on the floor both legs straight up in the air, and rattle in hand making her new noise. To the P.O. now - will mail this and write the second installment tonight - Hold us close darling - we love you- Bobby

50 Nov. 3 2:30 P.M. Friday My darling: This is our day, and I've been thinking of you constantly - even to one of those special dreams last night. I love you with all my heart - Little sweetie celebrated her birthday by sleeping til 7:20 this morning - the second or third time since you left. Now she's rosy and happy after her nap - feet in air and fists in mouth - head arched back in her own particular way. Mailed you a last Christmas present from the bookstore this morning - hope it arrives on time - Also ordered a copy of Jack Belden's ‘Still Time to Die.’ The N.Y. Times Sunday edition has finally started to come thru - received the last two Sunday editions this morning - as soon as I'm through with these will mail out the news and book sections - Sent out a copy of the Pine Cove too. I've been doing a lot of thinking lately - and a lot of typing (which ends up in the waste basket) just to clear my mind - And finally I've come to a few sane conclusions and [pg 2] admissions in this seemingly insane world of living alone. First of all, I realized that when you left I was panic stricken and without faith in the future - I also realized that there were probably more confused and bruised wives than there were brave and easily-adjusted ones. In the latter case I can only place Toni. I know now that there is a future - whether I like to admit it or not, and we are part of it. That this durating life is heartbreakingly empty - and that there is an endless line of tray suppers still ahead of me - to say nothing of empty beds and days in general. That the last of my worries must be mostly black bats, and big fat cats that scratch on the window in the middle of the night, because former tenants thought it was a cute trick. What is it all about? You, darling, in your letters have come nearest helping me find some sort of an answer. We had a letter from Miss Coolidge this morning saying we could plan to rent the house til late next fall - at least I know now, we won't have to move if [pg 3] we must stay here. Must dash off a note to M and F now, and then to the P.O. All my love darling - every bit - Bobby Nov. 3/42 It started with a twenty minute walk that lasted 3 ½ hrs. Riverside Parks - [Childs?] - Normandie - Staten Island Ferry - Waffle Wing Nov. 3/43 Warren took me up to the Sanitorium this afternoon - flowers - slippers and lovely bed jacket - Am getting dextrose intravenously

52 Nov. 4 7:30 P.M. Saturday My darling: I miss you so much - it just seems if I can not go on this way without you. I've tried my best to be the wife you would want me to be under the circumstances - there just isn't anything while you are away. My thoughts keep banging me til I want to scream, and scream and never stop. I'm not hysterical - just terribly confused and lost - Don't worry about me - or about Wendy darling - no matter what I will take good care of her - if only you were home again. I don't know what to do - suppose I shouldn't write to you this way - when it seems there is little you can do to help me - If I don't talk to you I feel as I’d go out of my mind, and if I tried to tell anyone else - if there was anyone else - they would think I was crazy. It isn't fair when mail means so much to you, to greet you this way - I'm sorry dearest. Why can't I be like Toni or Jean and make you proud of me instead of ashamed? There were two letters waiting for us this afternoon 35-36. We've still to get 33 and 34. I don't know why you aren't receiving my [pg 2] mail. Originally you did not give me the Military Government part - do you suppose that has anything to do with it/ Your mail seems to get here better than it did from Hawaii. You last letter received today was written on Tuesday. I was distressed to hear about your getting up so early, and the food you’re eating. If they keep feeding you all those starches you will probably put on weight - Lord, it makes me so furious not to be able to do anything to help you - except write damnable letters that will do nothing but upset you. I hate myself, and my inability to get hold of myself- Father reads the Tribune - I will have him send me the column and forward it on to you - will also see if I can get a copy of the pamphlet. This afternoon Bev N. phoned and asked if I would come help her bake Gil's birthday cake and wrap presents - So down we went, and by 5:30 things were pretty much under control - and the cake in the oven. Wendy and I got home in a rainstorm, and Wendy proceeded to have a crying spell. So I put her on her tummy, covered her with a blanket and a few minutes later she was sound asleep - thumb in mouth. I asked Dr. Lusiguan about thumb - sucking [pg 3] but he said not to pay any attention to it - that it was a sign of a contented baby - Wendy is that - and I'm thankful that this siege I'm going thru is not having any effect on her. When I got her gently up for her bath and supper - she awoke protestingly and stretched - just the way you do after an afternoon nap. When I took her down to Bev's she looked so cunning - like a little gnome in peaked white wool cap and sweater. Big eyes and a bigger smile. The war news is lousy, which is probably one reason I feel so low. It begins to look as if the war will never end, and that it will be ages before you are home again. I wonder what it will be like to live a normal married life - a pleasure we have yet to taste - Days of satisfying work, and night of pleasant relaxation and play - it will seem like dreamland - if the happy days really gets here. And it begins to look as if it is farther and farther away. There was a letter from Dottsy this morning. She said our telegram arrived just after she had left for a visit to [pg 4] New York. She spoke of visiting and liking Carmel last May, and of a V-mail from Fran telling of life in a fox-hole. I was sorry to hear of all Jean's troubles - she is a blithe spirit, and I do hope everything works out for her - especially I hope that she and Henry will be able to have children of their own. But, if they do find it necessary to adopt their family, I'm sure they will make especially good parents. Darling, bear with me, with your help perhaps I will straighten out in time, surely I hope before you are with me. I feel as if I could just see again and have you hold me again everything would be alright- Take good care of yourself - and hold my love tight Bobby

54 [“Am not sending letter to [B?] Just can't go back alone”] Monday Nov. 6 1944 5:30 P.M. My dearest darling: Three letters from you this afternoon - 33, 34, and 37. Was so relieved that my letters have started arriving, and pleased to hear that the cable arrived - if late - I hadn't really expected it to reach you at all - What do you mean by ‘a long time’ - longer than 2 years? That seems unbearable. As for the kites - will see if I can get material (it's hard to find) - string is easy to find - But, will it arrive before you leave? Think packages will take a minimum of six weeks from mailing date. It's raining - the rainy season seems to have started in earnest. Honey, I've made a tentative decision, and want your advice. Life here is becoming intolerable - it's too rustic and too lonely - a swell place for a vacation, but not very good over a long period of time. Since you don't expect to be back for a long while - there isn't much point in staying here. So. I've decided that it might be well for Wendy and me to settle in Boulder about the 1st of the [year?]. It's more civilized, homier, and note too far away from the coast. I've written Betty a letter, telling all, and asking her to give [pg 2] me a frank answer as soon as possible. The fare (roommate) and food and expenses with a generous allowance would be about $125. I would sell the crib and carriage and buy another crib in Boulder. One trunk could do on my ticket and the big trunk and 1 wardrobe trunk I’d send slow freight. Our household stuff I would store here in Carmel for the duration. If I skimped, I think I could save enough money to cover everything. However darling - I won't even think about it if you don't want me to, and of course I don't know what Betty's reply will be. Coming to such a place as Carmel, was my mistake, but with so little time to decide, there was little we could do. Will write more later -must bathe Wendy now. 7:15 P.M. I thought when you went away, that I’d want to be alone - but I've found it isn't good for me at all - Too depressing, and since we have no real friends - I’d really be in a fix if I got sick or any emergency came up. If I was in Boulder, Wendy could go to nursery school next year, and I could study at the university. It wouldn't be easy without you. Darling, I can't bear to think of the stretch ahead of us - isn't there even hope of a leave sometime?- It wasn't raining this morning, so Wendy [pg 3] and I went downtown - we cashed the allotment check - and paid the rent, marketed, and when we got home Mrs. Price had lunch ready for me .I broke down yesterday in front of her and she was awfully sweet. Bev N. came up this afternoon because she had the car, and brought your letters. We talked and had coffee and cookies. When she left, Wendy and I went up to see Marge and find out about fares to Denver etc. She offered to share a bedroom with me, but she is leaving Dec. 1st, and I couldn't be ready by then. Have been thinking of your teaching after the war - do you think we could afford it? At the most we won't have more than $600 by the end of the war - That isn't much of a backlog - and if we have to pay for the babies ourselves we won't have anything to live on. I think our best bet til we get on our feet financially is to stay in the Navy - tho not if it means we have to be separated a minute longer. There will be a depression, and we have to take that into consideration. For the present, it isn't so much what we want to do, but rather what we can afford. I hate to put the emphasis on money, when per se it means nothing to either of us, but we have to think in terms of food, clothes, etc. for a family. We can just about get along on what you’re making now - I should say that is a minimum [pg 4] salary for us and possibly a playmate for Wendy. I would work to help, if I could, but when you get home, and Wendy is older running a household will be a full time job. It begins to look now as if conditions in this country are going to be (to put it mildly) in a state of confusion after the war. If we can get into something that will guarantee us a steady salary, I think we ought to if it isn't distasteful to you - nothing would be worth that- I would love to share any kind of a bed with you - even one covered with green mosquito netting! What a bilious outlook! At least you can talk it out with your colleagues - I don't even have that little comfort - tho I doubt that it would do much good. Gosh, it's hell. Mail is a comfort, but I get a sinking feeling in my tummy when I realize that this will take ten days to reach you, and six days for the answer to get back to me - half a month is all - will you be going on from the Marianas or return to H. first? And, darling do let me send you anything that will make life easier for you. Almost forgot - went to A.W.V.S. today, and offered to do anything I was able. They seemed pleased and promised to phone me. Wendy has quite a range of sounds now - almost like talking - when she discovers a new one she practices it and then combines it with others in her fast [pg 5] growing repertoire. Her hair is growing fast and is very silky. Tonight she tried to pick up the bottom of the bath tub, and to play with the light reflected in the water. Well, my darling, another day gone by, and tonight I shall crawl into bed with you, so that you can put your arms around me, your leg against mine, and hold me tight - I love you- Bobby Nov. 6/43 Talked my way into coming home a day early - the kittens are priceless - dessert and coffee at the Deanes - then to see the first act of [fujiu - Kai?] play Honey, you figure out the Christmas present opening time - it's too confusing - Guess I'll have to open mine Christmas Eve if you are to have yours Christmas day - no? I could keep Wendy's and family presents til the next day -

55 Will keep Muz's handkerchiefs til you get home Nov. 7 - 3:30 P.M. Tuesday Election Day Dearly Beloved: Here we sit in the big armchair together - Wendy propped up by pillows - I've just come home from having a tooth filled. Wanted to write to you now because Mrs. Price is coming over to listen to election returns with me this evening. After writing you last night - and a letter to Betty, I went to bed, and stayed awake half the night thinking. Finally, decided not to write Betty til I heard from you - and perhaps something would come up in the meanwhile. (Wendy is full of tomato porridge and liver soup, and there's no holding her down - both arms flying in all directions) I mailed you 6 yds. of cambric and 6 balls of kite cord this afternoon, and when I was downtown just now found 4 more yds of cambric and 2 more balls of cord which I'll mail tomorrow. Received a letter from Kay, which I sent on to you because it was so funny. [?] that friendship has been outgrown. Norman cabled his parents that he would be home soon - lucky guy! Marge and Jeff just stopped by, and I [pg 2] gave her a package of cigarettes -have just one pack left in the carton you gave me - cigarettes have been very scarce. Wendy has learned to say ga-ga - this morning she said ma-ma, but I'm sure it was accidental. After she was through her daily chore after breakfast - she gave a big sigh and came out with ho-ho in a resigned sort of way. Right now she is on the floor facing me - fist in mouth, trying to propel herself forward - fanny hunched up and leg flying wildly. The election returns are coming in, and Roosevelt seems to be in the lead 262, 870-166, 888 Wendy's eyebrows have come in just like yours -which gives her the same expression around the eyes that you have. 9:20 P.M. Mrs. Price left just a little bit ago - and I'm just finished straightening up the kitchen. The N.Y. Times just a short while back conceded the election to Roosevelt - guess that's it - Wonder where we'll be next Election Day and if by then we'll have another sprout - I hope so - no matter what kind of a time I have. Bev just called to say she’d pick us up at 11:00 tomorrow, and we’d go to Monterey - Well [?] to pick up an inexpensive pair of shoes - and some more film, because I have the last roll of 36 pictures in the camera now. [pg 3] Stopped at the bookstore to see if they had a copy of Wendell Wilkie's “American Plan” but it hadn't come in yet - so I left an order. Our pansies are just about ready to bloom - will send you the first blossom. Did I tell you that Mrs. Price brought over many of her plants for me to keep out on the patio while she is gone? After supper Wendy button-nose benjoed - discovered her toes and practically did a jack knife right in. Then she saw the water and became so intrigued - she wouldn't give forth. Today, I think, she's been more fun than ever before - shows a definite and charming personality that I hope she keeps always. She is exceptionally good and sweet - to say nothing of being good to look at! Darling, give me more babies like her - it would be worth anything. The enclosed salad, is one we'll have at our first party when you’re home again - All I want to do is settle down, and live quietly with you bearing our children and raising them. Well, my darling, it's almost ten - and my head is reeling with election returns - so off to bed I go reading “The Gay Illiterate” [amusing?] and a good putter to sleep. Did you feel me with you this morning - I was there - I love you so much - Bobby

57 Thursday - Nov. 9th 3:30 P.M. My dearest darling: I just knew our luck would change - and it has. When I got home a little while ago Paula [K?] and Keeo had just returned - and to stay! I think she was as glad to see me as I was to see her! She asked me over for a drink and dinner tonight - and over I'll go with Wendy in her buggy. She has a lovely car, and said we’d go downtown in it for mail every day - that's such a relief - Last night I just couldn't sleep worrying about what I’d do if either of us got sick up here - now I just have to open the bedroom window and holler! I wish you could have seen Wendy and me going downtown in the pouring rain - I put the shield on the carriage and away we went. We both arrived, outside of carriage and dripping wet at Dr. Parker's. My teeth are all finished - and it wasn't bad at all. Received a letter from Mother today saying that all our stuff was being sent express and the Navy would reimburse us. I'm writing her to find out just what arrangements are being made. I phoned Monterey this morning and was assured that the bill of loading was safe. If all goes well now, your books should leave Monterey the end of [pg 2] this month. Keeo is here now, sitting on a cushion on the floor watching Wendy and asking a million questions. God - it's good to have some life around - makes me feel all settled again. Now my evenings won't be so lonely. Keeo has just been admiring your picture - is that Wendy's daddy? Etc. etc. More later - can't write and answer the questions as fast as they’re asked- 10:00 P.M. Just got home and Wendy is safe asleep in her crib. We had a good drink, but I didn't feel it - and excellent dinner. But best of all I enjoyed having someone to talk to. Just think I can call out the bedroom window and Paula can hear me. She will be here Thanksgiving and Christmas too - and that will be such a help to me. Paula is eager to make trips to Monterey, Pacific Grove, beach etc. and that will greatly relive the monotony. She is no brain trust, but understanding and eager for company with 7 years of marriage behind her (She married at 18 - her husband is 2 years older) Bill is in the Merchant Marines, and has been out 6 mo now. Paula seems to have gone thru what I am now, and is able to understand and talk to me. I feel as if a big load had rolled [pg 3] off me. Keeo really kept me busy while she was here this afternoon - even to ‘playing’ on our pianny. She was thrilled when I drummed chop sticks on the keyboard. Muz sent Wendy a cunning pink wool doggie today - She is home, and thinks it may not be as long as she thought, before she is on crutches- Am mailing at the same time as this a letter to you from Grandfather. To bed now - with dreams of you, and the letters I hope will be waiting for me tomorrow - We send you all our love- Bobby

59 Nov. 11 - Saturday 9:00 P.M. My dearest darling: It seems now so very long til you will be home again - The months are stretching endlessly ahead - and it's hard - so very hard to think about it. My need for you grows more intense each day - and now the wait seems almost unbearable. This morning it was pouring when we got up but Bev came by for us about 11:30, and we went to Monterey anyway. Gil, Jonesy and Brainard all have C cards, and since they take turns driving to the field the other two cars are left here - Both wives are expected back this week, and I'm looking forward to meeting them. Especially, since I've heard that Skip Brainard plays a good game of tennis. There wasn't much to do because all the stores were closed observing Armistice Day, but Bev was able to attend to errands at the laundry and cleaners. We came back here for lunch after doing a bit of marketing downtown. Bev left shortly after 3:00, and about 5:00 Paula and Keeo came over. [pg 2] They stayed to see Wendy bathed and fed. Keeo was thrilled when I let her hold the bottle for Wendy's last ounce. She is a cunning youngster, but spoiled. Whimpers when she can't have what she wants. I'm glad Wendy isn't old enough to irritate her. I think little sweetie is getting ready to cut a tooth, because she chews on anything she can get hold of, and drools almost continuously. I went in the bedroom a few minutes ago, and she was sound asleep on her tummy - head resting on her tiny arms and legs froggy fashion. She is a round, cuddly constantly moving bundle - I love to hold her and sing and talk to her. Paula says she's much more active than Keeo was - Remember how she wiggled before she was born! Wonder why we haven't heard from John and Betty - and about the pictures - I sent an Airmail Special over a month ago. Wendy is making little noises in her sleep - must be having a dream - It's such a comfort to have her in the bedroom at night - and hear her breathing and making sleeping sounds. [pg 3] I've been reading a book titled “The Days Grow Cold” and it's about a little girl named Lucinda. She has a very active mind, and [a?ing] imagination. I laugh as I read, and wonder what Wendy will be like when she is 5 or 6. Most of all I wonder what she will look like when you get back - and I try to picture you holding her - If it was now she’d probably smile and plant her fist in your eye or try to grab your nose as she does mine! Your ivy plant is doing beautifully, and I'm so happy to have it. When you get back to Honolulu you must have your picture taken for me right away. I'm looking forward to your getting back there so much. There is a program on now from the Mark, and I'm wondering how long it will be before ‘Top of the Morning.’ When it finally comes, I probably won't believe it. Oh darling if I could just run into your arms right now. What will it be like not to have a separation hanging over us - I can not imagine- I am tired tonight - guess it's bedtime- Goodnight - my dearest one - I love you with all my heart- Bobby

61 Monday-Nov. 13- 5:15 P.M. My dearest darling: Keeo is over here - alternately banging on the piano, and reading a magazine upside down - so I don't know how far I will get. This morning P and K and Wendy and I drove over to Pacific Grove and Monterey to do some shopping. I found out that I could shop at the Presidio Commissary - that means a saving for us on canned goods. Your letter to M. and F. was waiting also a copy of Amerasia concerned with Japan that I am anxious to study. The letter I forwarded. After lunch Wendy and I went downtown to get your Special - I mailed the letter to Muz - Of course, I don't mind your sending alternate letters to her. I ask only that you write a separate page for me in those letters - or even half a page. I was happy to hear you had sent Albert money for flowers - I was able to send $2 but I don't suppose Jean could get much for that. It takes so long to get answers back - Muz's fall seems like such a long time ago. By now you know that I won't be going to Memphis - Much as I would love being with Muz - it's a bit of a relief to know I don't have to make the move. When you get [pg 2] back, let's live in one place just for 2 years to see what it feels like - If at any time Mux needs or wants me - we will leave just as soon as we can. Of course, now I know that we’d come back here to wait for you - I guess I'm getting more settled in Carmel - and feel so much easier now that P and K are right next door. Besides the Special, there was your letter telling about the photograph - I'm so glad you like it. I remember your tentmate Mac - he has a son Duncan doesn't he? Keeo has just informed me that you would be home on Wednesday! Oh well - I can dream, can't I? Last night just as I turned out the light I thought - come to bed soon, darling - you see you really can't be far away- Keeo's drawings look like this: Make any sense? It will be fun to see what Wendy does with a crayon and paper. Keeo says ‘I think it's her bath time, and I say ‘Not quite’ - ‘Why?’ and so on ad infinitum. Honey I don't want to harp on money - but we've got to have a back log for the end of the war - til you settle into whatever you are going to do - I just don't want to borrow any more - we've got to be on our own - Is there any way of getting something lined up before the war's end - if you decide not to stay in the Navy? 8:45 P.M. Have just washed and put up the hair- now I'm beside the fire which is [pg 3] blazing merrily. Little sweetie is making sleeping noises and I am waiting for you. Am looking forward so much to your getting back to Hawaii. When you leave next time will it be for the duration or can't you say - and why don't they let you come home for a few days? Or shouldn't I ask! Damn it all - when I'm not low, I'm mad - fine thing - And all I need is you with me to make everything alright again. Lots has happened to me in the almost two months you've been away. I feel as if I’d been spinning dizzily, and was just now beginning to slow down. Sweety- I miss you, need you, love you and will be so gloriously happy when we are together again. I've asked you so many questions that are still unanswered. Answer them for me darling when you can - Into the tub now - and then to bed - A heartful of love- Bobby