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70 Wed. Nov. 22 5:00 P.M. My dearest darling: Am writing now, because I'm going to bed as soon as I bathe and feed Wendy. Finally fell asleep about 5:00 this morning, and woke up with a hell of a cold. Suppose that means Wendy will have one now too - poor little sweetie - she ought to have a better mummy than I am. Received three letters this afternoon [?]-49, and the duplicate of the one sent to Muz. Tell Evan congratulations for me - Didn't Thorlaksson graduate with Chet? - and aren't his wife and baby in Boulder, or do I have him confused with someone else? I expected a two year wait - wonder what will be left of me by then - not much at the rate I'm going - Will probably go East next Sept. and stay til the first of the year - dividing my visit between N.Y. and Memphis. Then since I have to move out of this house next Fall, will have Gladys find me something else while we are away. [pg 2] If I can get thru this first year I'll probably get along someway - right now I don't much care what happens. All I can think of is this damn separation, and how much I want you. Not that the Navy cares about how I fell, or for that matter how anyone else feels. At any rate your work and surrounding sound interesting and I'm glad of that. The time should pass quickly for you anyway. Just think Wendy will be walking and talking when you get back - how are we going to fill in the gap - feel as if I’d like to smash everything in sight, but then I’d only to have clean up the mess - Well-enough of this claptrap - it won't do either one of us any good. I love you - just wish I was worthy of you and Wendy- Bobby
