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247 May 2 - Wednesday - 9:00 P.M. My Dearly Beloved: If I could just curl up beside you, and talk to you, it would be so wonderful when you do get home - I’ll probably be inarticulate as a result of so much letter writing and so little talking - But - hell - nothing will matter except that you really are home! I reread your letter to Barbies tonight, and it has me feeling a bit uneasy. I don’t know what sort of a fellow he is, or what the set up in Hawaii is, or what the set up in Hawaii is of course -guess if you want something you have to take chances-and eager as you seem to be to get in on the assault phase of a future operation - I hate to think of it. Speaking of getting home - I met Agnes Martineau downtown this afternoon, and we stopped for a cake. Ralph landed at Takoma [pg 2] Washington, and has been sent to Texas. Since Saturday night he’s phoned four times, but he probably won’t get back to California to see Agnes and Pam for another month. Agnes is peeved, but very nonchalant. Me, I’d be in a tearing rag, and unable to be still a minute - and damnit all I’d get to you someway. Pam, now is about as old as Wendy was when you left. When I realized that -I felt terribly unhappy because she has changed so, and you haven’t been here to see it. Tho it still must be very vivid to you - I can scarcely remember how she looked then, and in that I feel a certain emptiness. I’m glad we have so many pictures, and can look forward to sharing all the growing up of [pg 3] our next baby together. Did you know Warren de Weis at Columbia? His wife had a baby boy on Saturday after 30 hours labor. They wanted a girl very badly, and aren’t doing a very good job of concealing their disappointment. The Johnstones are expecting a baby in July - they want a boy, but Dr. Manner has predicted a girl - Guess we were just plain lucky - but I know we would have been happy either way. Spent most of this morning ordering presents for M and Muz for Mother’s Day. I selected two lovely hand embroidered handkerchiefs - one light pink, the other pale green from us to Muz, and enclosed a small white quilted sachet from Wendy. Ordered spring flowers for M, and a small bouquet of either [pg 4] pansies or sweet peas from Wendy. I was going to send flowers to both, but Muz will be at Peg’s and I thought probably Doug or Jean would send flowers, and that she might prefer a gift from us. Wendy and I paid Mrs. Price a visit when we got home this afternoon. Poor old lady is very lonely, and craves company. She loves Wendy, and fed her a gooey marshmallow cookie. Wendy of course smeared it all over her hands and face, but enjoyed it thoroughly. She’ll eat just about anything now, but never is ravenous. She is going to be quite tiny, but is very nicely proportioned. Her features are darling, and her blue eyes enormous. Received #208, but am missing [pg 5] #209. Mail has been very mixed up and irregular lately. But I won’t complain - Helen has had just about six letters from Walter since he left over a month ago - and he’s had but four which he picked up in Hawaii I loved #208 - the one written the morning after my birthday - I know how you felt so well - it was just as I did on your birthday. Oh darling - it’s such hell not being with you- I love you so terribly much- Bobby
