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249 May 4 - Friday - 6:15 P.M. Dearly Beloved: I didn’t do right by you last night - had a number of little things to tell you, but after the Special came, everything went whirring around in my head so I couldn’t think straight - Typed a copy, and got it off to Janie Mook. I didn’t write a note to go along, but will when I send the pictures. Just as Wendy and I went out the door this morning - the S.M. arrived with the package containing the [zari?]-I was very much interested in them - mine fit perfectly and I know Wendy will enjoy wearing hers when she is older. Thank you for all your surprizes past and anticipated- Down at the P.O. there was another package waiting - This [pg 2] time the pin up gal - She sure is an attractive and voluptuous wench - but what the hell good is it going to do me? Of course, I could send you some pictures like those Bev sent Bud - very sexy of herself in grass skirt and no top - they received quite a lot of publicity but sweety - I don’t want to be a pin up girl - just yours is all I want to be. I was very interested tho! And if it wasn’t for Mrs. Price I’d hang her up in the living room. Remind me sometime to tell you about Mrs. P and the horse - It isn’t a story for writing- Bev stopped by, and picked up three of my bed jackets for Isabel to wear while she is in bed. An hour or so later Isabel phoned to thank me and said she hopes to come home on Monday. [pg 3] Have the green and white pajamas ready to mail you - wrapped one of my birthday gardenias in wax paper and tucked it in - so watch for it. Had a letter from Muz yesterday - Doug is going to St. Joseph, Missouri for a month’s training, and after that will be in the Air Transport Command. That’s what he wanted, and I’m awfully glad he got it. This deal besides being to his liking, means that he won’t have to go back in combat. And now I know where Wendy gets it - to quote Muz, “I hope for your peace of mind that she doesn’t follow in her Daddy’s footsteps as far as getting into things is concerned. He sure could find more mischievous things to do.” The little purple flowers are growing all around now - they close up at night. We’re almost up to the part of [pg 4] the log where you left for Washington last year. You have added entries for each day til Wendy was born - it isn’t easy to read them - perhaps next year we’ll be able to reread them together. Yes sweety- do think about a government job - preferably in this country. There should be some jobs you could fill here on the west coast, Washington - or perhaps even Hawaii. I’ll keep my ears open - how bout writing Hugh Deane about O.W.I? 9:30 P.M. Forgot to tell you that I received #207, and the little salt spoon. If you can pick up a few more of them, I know Wendy would love having them for her tea parties. Speaking of tea parties makes me think of cookies which [pg 5] reminds me that I gave little sweetie a graham cracker as I was pushing the buggy up the hill, just to relieve the monotony. She grasped it firmly bit out a half moon, looked at it reflectively, and continued biting til she had the whole cracker nearly scalloped around the edges, then she preceded to smear what was left all over her face. There is something very Muz-like about Wendy’s nose and eyes. People think she looks like you, but smiles like me. Someday I hope we have a little boy with a chin just like yours. I wonder if any of our children will have freckles? Am reading “So Sorry, No Peace” by Royal Arch Gunnison. Haven’t gotten far enough along to form any opinion. [pg 6] War news in Europe looks very very good - its almost overwhelming. Do you think there is any chance of the Japanese War ebbing over by next March or can’t you venture an opinion? Darling mine - I love you so much. It gives me a very good feeling every night to know another day is past, and that we’re that much closer to the happy day when we’re together again. Good night My Dearly Beloved- Bobby
