30 Oct 1956

Monday nite
29 Oct 56




My darling,

I’m blue, lonely, down in the dumps and drunk. Some combination, eh! We’ve been celebrating the results of Friday’s midterm exam – I got a 91. The worst is over with only a final left to take the last Thursday of the course. Most everyone did good so we’ve been in the barracks drinking and dreaming.

So tonite I’m hard up thinking about you. Got your letters with the pictures today and every time I look at those beautiful legs of yours I nearly go crazy torturing myself thinking about it but I can’t help dreaming about it. Your so darned lovely and I’m so lonely!

And don’t you ever ask me again how I can stand “this old bag.” I married the loveliest, most wonderful girl in the world and don’t you ever forget it! Your gorgeous and I worship ever inch of you. I’ll look at your picture and drool anytime I want but I’d rather drool over you in person. You can and must be my sweater girl. Keep those tight sweaters just for me, please.

Forget the mail at Loury. The box number is 1022 but you can’t pick it up, anyhow. Its only ads anyway.

Tell that Tweetie Bird I can hardly wait to see him and Chuck and Shonny too. Only 2 weeks and 4 days to go. It won’t be long now. We expect to be home Sunday nite the 17th. Hope to be in by 8pm.
We didn’t go to Washinton, weather – but hope to go next weekend. I called Murry and told her.

Must go to bed – need some sleep before tomorrow’s class. I love you……

All my love
Hubby.

P.S. We’re going to Calif!!!