Mar 28, 1942
Hello Ruth: Honey:—
How are you this fine day? I”m tired and I don’t mean maybe. I saw the most beautiful eyes today, and the nicest curves—um-m! on a potato. I mean potatoes! and dishes, I’ll dream of them tonight. Guess—I was on K.P.—But I guess there will be 210 more fellows on before I will catch it again.—I hope.
I wrote you a letter last night but didn’t get a chance to mail it. Will mail both tomorrow.
Still my Honey—I hope, I still love you Ruth—I guess that still was unnecessary for I’ll always love you. Gee Honey I wish I could see you now. Seems like I have been away for ages—but I’ll be seeing you, soon I hope.
Well Ruthy, I guess I’d better say goodnight for this time.
I love you
Reserved for telepathy.