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441 “Arthur S. phoned at noon-” October 25 - Thursday - 8:30 P.M. My Dearest Darling: Yummy - a big two piece letter, and both parts arrived in the afternoon mail! That was thoughtful of Uncle Sam's postal service wasn't it? Will get around to answering in a few minutes, but first an account of the day's doings - It was hot - so Wendy climbed into her pants, and mummy into her bathing suit and we went outdoors to sun and splash in the spray. Gerry and Dickie happened along after a while and chattered for about twenty minutes followed by Helen, and lastly Vivian, who is going to have the car tomorrow, and has asked us to go to the [pg 2] beach for the day, along with two other girls I haven't yet met. By that time it was noon, and Arthur Smith phoned. He came in with Marsh Reddish by ship from Guam - took 15 days, and they docked at San Pedro. Arthur is leaving tomorrow for Philadelphia and his discharge, and Reddish is being discharged this week. Our talk got off to a good start when Arthur said, “I certainly enjoyed being with Warren,” and I broke in with “I’d certainly enjoy being with him myself-“ We both laughed, and didn't have a bit of trouble keeping the conversation going. Found the film at the library - where I’d dropped it, and took [pg 3] it to the drugstore to be printed. Stopped in to see Gladys, and she promised to phone Muz. She started to talk about Bev, and told me some things I hadn't even suspected - not worth writing about, but I'll give you the details some night when we’re in the mood for discussing personalities. 348 OK- you’re forgiven on the letter writing score - just as long as you rebound with letters like this. I guess I'm just nasty enough to enjoy hearing that your date at the party was fat and ignorant - not that I mind your having dates - just as long as they’re fat and ignorant - As Helen F. once remarked “I’d tear any gal into little pieces…..” So it takes 4-6 drinks to make you feel amorous - guess I'll [pg 4] have to build up our supply - or do circumstances alter cases? “…..get nicely primed and then there's nothing to do about it” Cheer up Tink - there will be lots to do - and damn soon I hope. I would like to see Tinian someday, but not til we’re out of the Navy. However, if I was offered the chance tomorrow I’d take it - anything at all just to be with you again. Its easy now to think of the thirteen months behind us, but the comparatively short time still to wait seems like an eternity. I'll manage the family Christmas, but it will probably drain our budget a bit what with father's birthday, and M and F's anniversary, coming up next month. However, I'll [pg 5] put together Christmas boxes for Flushing and Memphis. I wish tho that you would write letters to each, and explain that pickins' are slim this year, and we hope to make it a real Christmas next. Don't however write til early Dec so that the boxes will be off, before the letters are received. Would rather leave any lacquering and other puttering til you get home, then you can supervise or we can do it together. #349 Golly Sweety you've got me in suspenders over the Christmas boxes - And speaking of boxes Frank Hamlin is going to see about getting Wendy a foot locker at Fort Ord. I love sentences like “It is, at any rate, the thing about which I mentioned [pg 6] intending to make a box for it.” Won't it be our dumb luck if [Bu Pers?] doesn't let you off because of Language - I suppose at that we’re taking an awfully long chance. But that wee hope for Christmas - wee as it is, I'm holding on to hard as I can, with wishes on the first star every night. If you shouldn't come into SF but rather Seattle, San Pedro or San Diego what do you want me to do? I suppose the best thing would be for me to meet you at the Monterey Air Port or railroad station - which ever way you came in. Be sure to give me very explicit instructions, because I'm getting more and more scatterbrain. No darling, I never was able [pg 7] to pick up another little snapshot album for you - perhaps we can find one after you get home. Alright sweety - I'll open the Benedictine on Christmas, and drink to us alone, if you’re not here to do it with me. We certainly will have our wedding picture taken, but we'll have to hurry before the Navy changes its [g?] uniforms into something more dignified. You can count on my bringing $30 with me, if we do meet in SF. That ought to be enough for a day and night, but let me know if you think it should be more. If you should fly, I’d rather meet you at the terminal office than the field - I’d probably go to bits watching the plane come [pg 8] in. Ran out of airmail paper for the first time - meant to get a new box today, but it slipped my mind while we were downtown. These two letters arrived in four days, which means no more mail til Saturday or Sunday, but I'll have these to read over. Must to bed go now, as we'll have to get up a bit early in order to tidy up the house and be ready to leave for the beach by eleven. I love you - over and over again - Bobby
