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30- Oct 14th Saturday - 10 P.M. My dearest darling:- Just to say goodnight - Somehow or other all day long I've felt as if you would be home soon - don't know why - wishful thinking - perhaps you are going out farther. Forgot to tell you that Gil asked to be remembered he was out washing the car when Wendy and I passed by on our way home from the Purity. The waves sound very loud tonight - I wrote Mrs. May and the Robbins tonight - Letter writing is getting to be more and more of a chore - except, of course to you. Guess it's ‘cause I don't have time during the day, and at night I just want to settle down and read. To bed now, with a book - the wind is howling, and I do so wish you were here with us - Goodnight my darling- Bobby 3:30 Oct 15th Sunday Hello my darling: Wendy is napping and I've just put a batch of cookies in the oven to bake for you. Got the plants this morning - Marge and Jeff came down, and then we went up there to lunch. Merril, her husband expects to get out of the Army after V-E - lucky guy, and plans to settle down here and do free lance writing. I'm sure you would like them - I guessed wrong about Marge's age - she's 31- I can see your smile! Wendy has a present from Barbara at the P.O. but I can't get it til tomorrow. 8:00 And I'm going to bed - have been feeling so lonely and to cap it all a bat flew in and is up on the fireplace and won't get out. I hate this place. Time doesn't make any difference, I still am lost without you and when I think of months and may be even years of this hell, I don't even want to go on. Darling, life without you isn't worth the effort - It's you I love and that's what keeps pounding me endlessly. Isn't there any way of bringing you home to us? B-
