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134 January 14 Friday 8:00 P.M. My dearest darling: Three letters from you this morning #102 -#104. I'm sorry the pay line is such a wearing job, and wish so much I could be waiting at home for you after such a day's work. I can't send you any Seconal, because it's narcotic - can't you get a sedative at the hospital? I'm returning the $2 to you - was going to get a book but decided you probably had enough to read for awhile. Am sending the embroidered handkerchief in a separate envelope. Also in still another envelope some snapshot corners. Spent the afternoon with Marge - she has been a boon to me in many ways. The men left from Ft. Ord - don't know where to -probably Pearl. Your description of Bill Bull fits his voice perfectly! That was just the picture I had of him after hearing his voice. The men at Ord were issued cold weather gear today - having already been issued all the tropical stuff - they've now got both, and don't know what the score is. They’re being taught to fire all sorts of arms - scared the hell out of them at first - especially the bazookas! Will phoned tonight, and asked me out to [pg 2] dinner this Sunday, but I suggested next week-end instead. He said he was feeling very fit after a week's training. Last night after I’d gotten asleep - I was awakened by lights in the living room, and noise. Of course it was Bev and Isabel (the latter cute - much more serious) on their way home from Gladys’ where they’d been drinking stingers. We jabbered for about an hour and it was good to get caught up on all the news. We were going out to the Racquet Club to play tennis this afternoon, but it was too cold! This morning after going to the P.O. we shopped around town til 11:00, and then stopped by at Bev's for some coffee and to get warmed up. Bev was amazed at how much Wendy had grown. The sprout didn't have any reaction to her shot, but still has a runny nose and cough. She and Pat had a fine time this afternoon smearing graham crackers all over their faces. The general idea seems to get the whole cracker damp - then clutch in fist, and finally smear thoroughly over all available surfaces! While I was out around the house [pg 3] clipping some flowers discovered that the big thorny monster in the corner of the patio is a huge rosebush and the roses are beginning to bloom! Not ramblers - but big florist looking pink roses. Of course the buds on the roof which were ready for picking were out of reach, and I had to use the rake to pull the branches down - nearly broke my neck, but the flowers sure are purty - no? Will take a picture for you. Feel sort of let down tonight - but there's a good reason in the offing - Golly, honey how can I ever wait another fourteen months - it's a hell of a long time no matter which way you look at it. I feel so empty, and at the same time beat down. I'm not good at putting my feelings into a letter, but I know you will understand - Letters are so damn cold, and so terribly important. I love you for always and always. Bobby
