Mon. Eve.
Dear Fran : -
Please excuse me for not writing at an earlier date, but this is the first chance I have had to let you know, that i am still thinking of the most beautiful, most precious, one and only, piece of humanity in the United States, including Canada, all points, N.E.S. and W. Hi honey.
Boy oh boy, what a weekend, snow shoveling from 6:30 Sat morning until 5 Sat night. I don't care if I never see snow again. There wasn't a bit of snow in the fields, it all seemed to drift out on to the road.
Coming home Sat morning I tried to drive around one of the drifts and skid into a ditch, so there I was at 2 in the morning, a mile from home and without a shovel. The next time I will listen to Mother. So I left the car sit, and walked home, boy my ears are still thawing.
It took the neighbors, a tractor and about 3 hours of shoveling to get the car out the next morning. After that we had to open the rest of the road.
The neighbors sure had a swell time kidding me. But I told them the date i had the night before was worth it so that shut them up.
How about seeing you again Friday? Or do you work that night? If so, write and let me know what night suits you best. They're all the same to me.
How's everything in N.O./ including yourself? And how did you make out with the night operator? if I can work the same hours as you do, I'll take the job. Providing I can do the work with one hand.
Well honey I guess I had better close and hit the hay. it's 12:30. If you can't make this out, blame it on the shoveling. so long Fran.
Please excuse me for not writing at an earlier date, but this is the first chance I have had to let you know, that i am still thinking of the most beautiful, most precious, one and only, piece of humanity in the United States, including Canada, all points, N.E.S. and W. Hi honey.
Boy oh boy, what a weekend, snow shoveling from 6:30 Sat morning until 5 Sat night. I don't care if I never see snow again. There wasn't a bit of snow in the fields, it all seemed to drift out on to the road.
Coming home Sat morning I tried to drive around one of the drifts and skid into a ditch, so there I was at 2 in the morning, a mile from home and without a shovel. The next time I will listen to Mother. So I left the car sit, and walked home, boy my ears are still thawing.
It took the neighbors, a tractor and about 3 hours of shoveling to get the car out the next morning. After that we had to open the rest of the road.
The neighbors sure had a swell time kidding me. But I told them the date i had the night before was worth it so that shut them up.
How about seeing you again Friday? Or do you work that night? If so, write and let me know what night suits you best. They're all the same to me.
How's everything in N.O./ including yourself? And how did you make out with the night operator? if I can work the same hours as you do, I'll take the job. Providing I can do the work with one hand.
Well honey I guess I had better close and hit the hay. it's 12:30. If you can't make this out, blame it on the shoveling. so long Fran.
Love
George
P.S. a few pills, for your strange illness
xxx
xxx
My goodness, these are so uttely romantic. It makes you wonder if men can still be like that. My guy has written me sweet letters, but still it is so amazing to read these. Like taking a trip to another time...sigh.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much I look forward to reading anymore you have but know it will be bitter sweet as eventually you will run out :(
Thanks anyway and as always I love your blogs!