7 Nov 1956

Tuesday

My darling,

Nine more days and we’ll be out of this joint heading west. Talk about counting the days – we really are. You just keep them eyes peeled Sunday nite, baby, anytime after 7pm. We won’t be much later unless its bad weather. Keep that front door unlocked – I’m liable to take it off the hinges when I arrive.

Looks like you’ve been having a time, what with flooding the kitchen, snow storms, etc. You be real careful in bad weather now – I don’t want you hurt. Like I told you the other night I didn’t marry an old bag and I don’t want to hear that anymore. You’re my wife and I’m damn proud to say so. I think you’re lovely.

I’ll cash the $25 check tomorrow and that will suffice until I come home. Also will have to cash the bond to pay BOQ and laundry fees.

No, I’m not looking for any new models when you’re old and gray. Where could I find one that would look after me like you do? I prefer the older type models – they are much more serviceable. Tell you what I’ll do – if you’ll snuggle up bare-naked every nite, I’ll get rid of the stubble before bedtime – is it a bargain.

I just found out that Thanksgiving is the 22nd – sounds like a nice day you have planned.
You check on the chairs – I’ll leave it up to you.

Frankly, am quite worried over this Suez crisis now that Russia is making noises. Not that I expect to go anywhere but it could develop fast into a real serious situation.

Am maintaining an A average and it’s a strain believe me.

Going to close now and watch the election results and news on TV. News is scarce here.

Miss you, dream about you, and long for you more each day.

I love you
Hubby