Friday Oct. 15, 1943

Dearest Kitten

In the letter that I received from you today, you wanted to know about the secret that I had been keeping from you.

You had better sit down before continuing to read this letter.

I have a confession to make. Unfortunately I met this certain female and was attracted to her. I feed her and petted her and I am not sure as to whether I fell in love with her or not. She has been an outlet to my affections. I have even reached the point of calling her "My Kitten" because you see, that is just what she is. A little kitten. We call her "Gold Brick".

Heh! Heh! Heh! Did I have my little Kitten worried for a minute?

The secret I was referring to was a little job that I do and which I told you about in a letter. A sheet of which I told you to destroy. Remember?

I had never told you about it before then, and you had not told me about Barby being sick. That is what i was referring to. Satisfied? No!! not sexually, I mean mentally.

As you can see I am in fine spirits tonight. My hopes are that by tomorrow night I will be still feeling as well. I am on C.Q. tonight and tomorrow. It is not an easy job in any sense of the word.

Gosh! Here I have written almost two pages and have not told you how much that I loved you. I do you know. If I were a statatition [statistician?], I would say, "It is a fact. I love you."

But, seeing as I am not, and am just an ordinary lover who is very much in love with you, I must do it with a little more flourish than dignity.

Putting all joking aside. I do love you, and I do miss you very much. Without you to think and dream about, I would be a very "sad sack". And that is putting it mildly.

What plans! What dreams I have for us. If only this mess would get cleared up. How I will work and slave so that my Beautiful wife may enjoy life to its fullest in the manner that I have hopes of attaining for her.

And in return, all that I ask is that you continue to be the wonderful wife that you have been for me.

I am glad to know that Barby is feeling so much better. I know that you will take the best of care of them. Nevertheless I still would like to be home with them and you.

Although I know that it is wrong, I am happy to see each day pass by, as it means that I am one more day closer to the furlough that we are both praying for.

(Later) It is close to 11 P.M. and I have to go around with the Duty Officer and make a bed check so I will close.

I love you.

Give my regards to everyone and kiss the babies for me.

Your Loving, Devoted, & Faithful Husband

Bob

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