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237 Sunday- 9:45 P.M. April 22- My Dearly Beloved: Tonight I feel tired to the point of being sick, and darling I think I do understand how you feel sometimes - it isn’t pleasant. Sweety - please promise me that you will take care of yourself. Your last two letters worry me a little - but it does comfort me to know that you understand yourself and know when to stop even if you don’t always do it - This morning Western Union phoned with a telegram from Norman - Of course at first I thought it must be you, and my heart started to pound. He had flown in to Stockholm from Denver, and came down to see us. He phoned about 12:30, and took a [pg 2] taxi from the Monterey Air station. I left Wendy with Marge [Paintt?], and went back to Monterey to pick up his co-pilot, a captain, and we had dinner together. They had to leave immediately afterwards, so I came back alone on the bus. The last time I rode the bus on Sunday was when I went up to San Francisco to be with you, and damn it if I wasn’t wearing the same suit. Monterey on Sunday afternoon is no place for a gal alone - I was standing waiting for the bus when a guy walked by and asked under his breath if I wouldn’t like to go sit in a cab! I just gave him a withering look, but I didn’t like it, and was glad to get back to Carmel. [pg 3] Norman expects to come down next week-end, that is Saturday night til Sunday afternoon, but I don’t know where he’s going to stay, tried to reserve a room for him and his navigator, but without luck-perhaps they can stay at BOQ out at the field. Norman seems none the worse for all he’s been thru - he’s put on weight, and except for losing his hair he looks better than I’ve ever seen him. He didn’t get more than a glimpse of Wendy because she was napping, but he should get a good look at her next week. I had just half an hour when I got back to get dinner [pg 4] for Gerry - Helen had been home all day so I asked her to come over for dessert and coffee. Gerry brought me some lovely roses off her bush - they are too bulky to send, but you can see the color from the two enclosed petals. Last night I walked down for the mail - none from you, but I got a $50 check from M and F for my birthday. I’m going to buy one lush nightie, and save the rest for the suit I want to get to meet you in. Sweety, it was so good to get into your pyjamas last night - felt almost as [pg 5] good as snuggling down into your arms. I washed the blue pair today, and was going to wear them for you tonight, but I think I’d rather wait til tomorrow. It’s such a good feeling to know you slept in those very pyjamas such a few days ago. I will try again to buy another pair so that we can get them back and forth more quickly. Precious - I’m so unsteady, I feel weak all over. This has been such a hard week. It brought you so close for awhile, even tho I felt it couldn’t be more than scuttlebutt - I still hoped - and darling will keep on hoping til you are home again - I adore you- Bobby
