Tuesday, February 16, 2016

2 June, 1944 Friday

My darling Terry, 

I just got thru reading your latest letters; they were really grand letters! Terry, you're wonderful, that's all I can say. 

I'm glad your doctor decided not to cut around. I had been talking to my flight surgeon about your god awful trouble every time you menstrate, and he told me that after we have our first child, you'd be all right. He didn't say it worked that way every time, but you can wait and see what happens. I guess your doc had the same vein in mind. 

I sure hope I can live up to your doctor's expectations, not counting your's because that remains to be seen. I can't picture anything more fascinating or soul filling than to have our love blended into a good couple, a good team. To get the fullest enjoyment out of life that our hearts can absorb. Two hears beating as one. Darling, doesn't that sound like something out of this world?

I dream, I think, and practically live for the day when we'll begin to realize our fullest love for each other, and experience whole hearted satisfaction in knowing that we do love and care for each other so very much. Terry, with both of us feeling this way, how can we miss having a complete, absolute and perfect marriage? I can't say that I deserve such a girl as you, but I'll try to be a good husband, and I'll always consider myself very lucky to have you as my wife, Terry. There aren't many people like you, no not very many as loveable, as good natured, and easy to get along with as you are. Terry, I'm not trying to flatter you. I mean every word of it, and I don't think I'm wrong - I know I'm not!

Darling, your just so damn sweet that your going to have trouble with me when I get back. Talk about strength, I've got some too. I guess it'll be one big wrestling match to see who can break who's back first. I wonder who'll win? Are you wondering too? I'm thinking it might come out a draw. Say, wouldn't that be swell?

I've got some good news to tell on this end. The "Old Bear" has completed his tour, yes, Fergie is all through for awhile. God be thanked, and God be praised, for some one must have been along with him, some one must have helped! I'm awfully happy for him, did you know it?

Marthemus also finished up, what a grand feeling, believe me - 

Phil and Brooks have 2 to go, Rhodes and I have 3 to go, Smithy has 5, and Moody has 7. Remember when I had 19 to go? It seems like a long time ago, but I've been whittling it down until now I can see a dim light at the end of a dark tunnel. You know, the light that keeps getting larger all the time until, sunshine is seen once more, and you're that ray of sunshine to me. You've become a beautiful reality now, instead of an impossible goal to reach, always reaching out for, but never quite being able to realize that it was time that I could ever see you again. 

I'm talking too fast now, after all, I'm not thru yet, I better be careful. 

Well, darling, would you mind too much if I called this a letter and leave a little for next time?

Hanging all of my deepest love on this line, I close until another day. 

To the nicest girl and the best wife a man could hope to have, kisses and embraces, 

Your future life partner, 

Jim

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