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Bev to Ande: 24 April 1943

April 24th, 2008 · 1 Comment

April 24, ’43
Saturday Night

Darling:  I love you.

Am waiting now for your brother, Ted, to arrive.  He called up awhile ago, and tried to kid me – saying – “How about going out to-night” and I really didn’t know who it was until he said “Well, pardon me!” – copying you, of course.

Was busy this morning getting my groceries and planning for Easter’s dinner.  Got the house in good order too.  In the afternoon, we practiced our two-piano numbers for about 1½ hours – came home and had our dinner and fixed my lemon fruit-salad for tomorrow.  Hiked down to the drugstore and got some root beer and ice cream for “floats” to-night.

Looked awfully hard for a letter from you today, as have been receiving them on Saturdays; but of course, can’t always depend on that.  I only hope that you’re still safe and well, and happy, and loving me still.  I’m loving you, believe me, more and more, with each passing day and night.  Loving you – always.

Will write again tomorrow.  Hope you’re still writing every day.

Very lovingly,

Bev to Ande: V-Mail of 24 April 1943

Tags: Bev & Ande · food · music

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  • 1 Vince // Apr 28, 2008 at 4:58 PM

    uh-oh. no letter from hubert, and oh by the way, Ted’s coming over.

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