26 January 1942

A transcript follows the letter images.


Jan. 26, 1942.

Dearest Walt,

I’m glad you got my ne letters. I sent the first one by “Air Mail” because I knew you were anxious to hear from home. But I don’t think it gets there any quicker by “Air Mail”. Does it?

Well, tomorrow I get my little picture. Hope its good. I know it won’t be as good as yours. Yours is perfect, isn’t it? It seemed like a lot of money for a little tiny picture, but after seeing it, I

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think its well worth the price. Everyone who sees it raves about it.

I’d like to get something more to embroider, but can’t get anything until Saturday. Tomorrow I’ll have to spend all the money I have left.

I want to save some money, but when someone wants me to go to a show or something I go, cause it gets lonesome staying at home all the time. You spend almost a whole dollar when you go to the show & get something


to eat. I’m going to save some money this year, though. Other years, I always get a whole new outfit for Easter. This year, I’m not going to buy a thing. I don’t really need it & I certainly would like to save some money. Last year I spent $38 for an Easter outfit.

I’d like to visit your aunt again, but don’t want to go for a while yet. I don’t want to pester them too much.

I know what you mean when you say the guys

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laugh when you say they that you can trust me. I tell everyone I’m going to wait on you & they laugh. Some people don’t think its’ possible for a girl to be true. I don’t see anything unusual about it, though. When you finally find the one you want, you’re willing to wait as long as you have to. Huh?

Ruby said to tell you that if there are any nice, good-looking guys who that don’t have a special girl, tell them about her & maybe they’ll start


corresponding. She sure is boy-crazy. But rather particular. She wouldn’t take just any one in long pants. That’s one thing I can say for her.

Tonight on the bus there was a guy about 70 years old. He had had enough drinks to make him happy. He says he quit college in 1898 to go to the war & all he got was the fever.

I washed my hair & put [caret to add “it”] it up tonight. I finally got around to it. It sure was dirty.

Ruby got a magazine

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today Real Romance or something. I hate those kind of magazines, but I’ll probably read some of them for something to do.

Well, I can’t think of much else, as nothing special has happened lately. So, until tomorrow, honey.

Yours forever,

Ruth [with flourish]

[double lipstick kisses]

I Love You

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