Saturday 10 March 1945

Dearest Kitten:

Here it is the beginning of another week and I feel like going to the beach tomorrow but I can’t. You see my C.O. is down to the beach this weekend. He needs a little rest once in awhile also. So I have to stick around and keep things together more or less.

It has been very hot the past few days and at the present time I am as hot as a pistol. Despite the heat, I have not lost weight. I still weigh around 170 lbs.

Enclosed you will find some pictures taken some time ago. The small ones were taken about six months ago and have been laying around my desk. The others were taken a  little over six weeks ago.

By the way did I ever tell you how much that I love you? I do you know. As a matter of fact I love you very very much. Almost more than I love myself. So how much do I love you?

Oh, Sweetheart! I am melting from the heat. No not that kind of heat. The kind that makes the weather thermometer go up

I can appreciate how you feel about my being away from you for so long Beautiful as I feel the same way lots of times. You and I will have to be patient and make the best of it until the day that I return.

Mother should have had her insurance put in your name a long time ago. After all she is living at our house and we have more or less taken care of her this long we may as well continue from now on.

Have you heard about the Air Corp Officer that had a change to fly home on an unauthorized flight? It seems that he flew back to the States and landed in his home town in the evening. No one that he knew  saw him except his wife and he left the next morning and flew back. His wife became pregnant and wow did her neighbors do a job on her. You see she could not tell that her husband had been home and neither could he. Being an unauthorized flight put them in a spot where neither could say a word. When the baby was born it was presumably two years since she has seen her husband. Rough what!

Are you certain that our daughter isn’t picking up some of the things that she does from her mother? By the way how often does the milkman call?

Blue snow must look funny. I can just imagine Mrs. Girard when she found out that it was her bluing.

Thanks for the special Valentine kiss. You know what gets me Sweetheart? It is the smell of you in the letters that I receive from you. My other girl friends smell nice also but each of them like yourself has a distinctive odor of its own. I can tell by smell test who a letter is from now. You, the blonde in Florida, or the red head in California each have a peculiarly nice odor all your own. Of course, over here I have a platinum blonde, but she does not write to me.

The ex-sergeant Ryan told me that he is so much more relieved now that he does not have the responsibility that he had. He would have been a T/Sgt. two years in about a month more if he had not blown his lid.

There is something I must straighten you out on right now. We will not have twin beds. Period. I was only kidding. I never dreamed that you would take me serious. Another thing, if you think I am going to wait until I get so old they, the children, will call me grandpa before having more children, you as sadly mistaken.

I am glad that you like the Koala bear. They are very cute and are very soft to the touch. It makes a nice souvenir of my time in Brisbane. One more month and we will be able to vote here.

Sorry but I must leave you. I love you Sweetheart. Regards to all & kiss the babies for me.

Your Loving Devoted & Faithful Husband,

Bob