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221 April 8 - 12:15 P.M. Sunday My Dearest Darling: Helen has received several letters from Walter, written in H, and I'm sending you the news for what its worth. Walter spoke to Lt. Com. Lee in from Tinian, and he said that you may get orders for the Presidio before too long. MG is contemplating hauling back its J. language officers to put them on the staff for teaching purposes til the last teams go out, presumably for Japan. I'm almost afraid to even think about it. We would probably have several months here together before you left again, but I should hate to think that you would be stuck in Japan after the war. Lee also said that men from the Marianas are already being sent back to the Presidio for reassignment. Lt. (jg) Lawrence is still in Hawaii… I'm going to try and not even [pg 2] think about it - if it should prove to be true tho, there won't be any holding me - and I get all warm inside picturing you with Wendy. 8:45 Well sweety - I must own up that I'm just a little bit excited. Just now as I was doing the dishes, I started to smile as I conjured up delightful pictures of meeting you up in San Francisco. Darling, I won't be disappointed if it proves to be a false alarm - deep inside of me I don't expect any such wonderful thing to happen, but do you know just how much it means to me just to speculate on the possibility? The only time I get a disappointed feeling is when I know something is going to happen, and then it doesn't come off on time - Like the night I expected you home from Washington in about half an hour - and you phoned to say you hadn't been able to leave yet. Funny, I remember waiting up for you, and thinking about how it would feel to greet you when you [pg 3] come back from overseas. Such good concert music on the Standard Hour - Little sweetie just woke up crying - guess she was having a bad dream - picked her up, her eyes half closed - big tears running down her cheeks - and making little clicking noises - now she's back to sleep again - contentedly sucking her thumb. Received #189 this morning am missing #188 - was especially interested in the part of your letter to Dr. Cottrell in which you mention how well the girls made out in their recent school examinations. It rained this morning - the first time in quite awhile. I took Wendy into bed with me at 8:00, and we slept til 10:00. I woke up first and looked down to see Wendy woke up - rosy cheeked and smiling - she looked like the perfect cherub in her pink Dr. Dentons. She still stretches the same way she [pg 4] did as a tiny baby - throws both arms up over her head and shakes her clenched fists. I left her with Helen while I went down for the mail, paper and to collect some more reprints for you - It will probably take a couple of weeks before they all reach you. This afternoon I sewed- finished Wendy's red plaid dress, baisted the pink organdy together for her and reset the buttons on my new white sharkskin. Arnold's sent a size 12 instead of 14 - and it fit perfectly except for one button and 2 snaps which I was able to readjust. Nevertheless - I’d rather stick to 14's which are all right and just need shortening. If you ever get back to Hawaii will you see if you can find me a good looking pair of red raffia playshoes - they’re awfully, expensive [?] - Wait a minute - I'll enclose an illustration so you can see what sort of thing I mean. [pg 5] Golly - this Rachmanioff music does things to me - so many pictures of us I keep seeing - especially meeting you in Denver just after we were married - again the night you came home from Washington to stay, and when I woke up to find you beside me holding my hand after Wendy was born. That last is particularly sweet - how often I've wished I could go to sleep like that and make up when it was time for you to come home. Well, we should know in another two months or so whether the Presidio deal is real or just some more good sounding scuttlebutt. To bed now - just think- maybe next year at this time we'll be going together - darling I can hardly wait. I love you more and more- Bobby
