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#54 (not in correct chronological order - envelopes got mixed around, and I keep track of the number by them) Saturday 26 November 1944 8:05 pm Dearly Beloved, It seems as though every time I get a batch of 3 or 4 letters from you I have to go to work right afterwards, just when I’d most like to sit down and write you a long reply. So it was tonight - another pension on the pay line. Received the photographs which John took - had a good laugh at my pictures, and wondered what could have been so bad in the one which you cut out of yourself, but I was awfully glad to get them. They don't compare with the one you had taken with Wendy - but then nothing could. I do love that picture, darling. And these latest additions are fun too. Aren't Wendy's expressions amusing? - She doesn't look as tho she liked it much. Mother and Father, in a letter received tonight, also mention how fond they are of that picture of you and Wendy. I am sure there is nothing you could have sent for their anniversary that they would have liked more - they got a silver frame right away and put it with our other picture (as if they hadn't written you the same thing already.) “The Tempering of Russia” arrived yesterday. I've browsed in it a little and was gratified to note your [pg 2] markings - they made it seem so much more personal and will give me more things to think about, pleasant reminders of you, as I read it. By now I'm really hungry for a little reading. Wish I could watch you two at your new game of holding hands and bouncing! Wendy darling, your Daddy is going to do some extra special bouncing, lifting ‘way up and toting around when he gets home - how he wishes he were there to do so now! But he'll be there one of these days. Has Bev taken the house on the 17-mile drive? Sounds interesting. About writing Muz, sweetie- I'll probably keep on twice a week for a little while (tho I missed Wednesday and have to postpone tonight's to tomorrow) for reasons I explained in part the other day. I might have added that there's something impersonal about a typewriter which makes it easier to detach myself momentarily from our little closed circle (mostly I don't want to be detached from it - just in some moods which should give you a more objective picture of how I spend the day) and I enjoy typing that kind of letter occasionally. Besides, it is a means of writing Henry May and Doug. Have just sent Henry a message via an enlisted man who's returning to Hawaii soon. Things do more here, gradually; some of those who have been here 4 or 5 months are being relieved, and a few who have been away from the states a year and half to two years will return there for leave before going out again. But I started to say - I too hope I can write an occasional “long, bolstering letter.” I love writing [pg 3] them, but they do take time and a mood, sweetie. As for the mood there have been several occasions since I've been here (particularly on receiving a batch of your letters) when I wanted to write so - it really takes an afternoon off when I don't feel as tho I'm cheating on time. Evenings are usually not too good; I tend to be sleepy here, frequently work at night and like to go to a movie occasionally. But enough on the subject of writing, per se - you'll find that it evens out over a period of time. I was very, very pleased to hear that the flowers came on time. Please stop in their next time you’re in time and thank them for me, will you? I enjoyed talking to the florist when I was in Carmel. Keep on quoting from the journal. - Yes it is hard to believe that it was just two years ago; it has been an eventful two years for the three of us, hasn't it? I'm awfully glad you have the opportunity to drive around Carmel and vicinity - someday I'll drive thru Carmel Valley with you Time to bend my hair and get a little shuteye. Promise to [?] my impression of the situation regarding Jean in my next letter. I love you very much, darling Warren
