Dearest Terry,
I had the pleasure of reading about six of your grand letters, which came all at once, while reclining on what is known as my most comfortable "sack."
"Doc" napped me after a mission the other day, stuck his hand to my head, and said "Brownie, old cock, it's to bed for a couple of days for you." So, in my glee, after doing what what do be done, I ambled over to the hospital for, what I considered a happy past-time - a little "sack time." Not forgetting of course, the double Scotch and a hot batch. Darling, after a few days of "breakfast in bed" and so called, "sleeping 'till noon," I feel great! No other word for it. And the right time, and in thee right mode to write to my sweetheart.
All said and done, I had a grand time reading your latest letters. They were simply too too!!! And darling, I love you ever so much, ever so many ways, ever so many times a day. To say it, my confidence is up again, and the day that will bring us together is drawing closer, ever closer.
Right now, the sun in shining (quite rare here you know), and I have to think, "this isn't really England, or is it?" Really very hard to believe, but not at all hard to take. It's put this way, with all this spring fever filled air,, and then my thoughts are wondering on someone I think an awful lot of, that certain person I couldn't help but fall for.
While w'ere on the subject, how did you get so likeable? So loveable and tempting?
That's a good way to end a letter, how about it? Here's my love, deepest, all of it
Always,
Jim
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