[Letter postmarked on 15 July 1941 at 10 a.m. at Riverside, Illinois. Addressed to Miss Crystal K., Marshalltown, Iowa, c/o Mrs. P. Return addressed to Mr. Richard N., Riverside, Illinois.]
Up at 8:00, airport 9:00, office till school. I flew like a bird this morning, Hon. It was a real thrill, let me tell you, but I must say that it was not half as thrilling as one of your kisses, Hon. There was simply no comparison there. Honey, I sure could use one of them now. You see, I can’t even write thinking about it. Oh me, miss me a little, Hon? Friday night and no you. What a life – there is no justice.
After school, I picked up Jerry and we went to the Bonnet to drown my sorrow. Jerry felt sorry for me so he bought me a brew and I bought him a brew. Then Jim S. and Ed B. came in and we had a couple of brews. Then Mack and Grace came in and we had a few more. I immediately gave Grace your regards and told her the situation as you wished. We had a fairly good time but we all missed you – especially me. Grace kept telling me to snap out of it. We all broke up and I was in bed by 1:30.
(Honey, I love you.) xxxxxxxx
P.S. No word from you.