Spitball Army

[Note: The return address on this letter is on North Xerxes.  Prior to this letter, all correspondence had been addressed from South Xerxes.]

May 26, ’43
Wednesday  11 p.m.

Dearest Darling:

I do love you so very, very much.  I hope everything is all right with you.

I just returned from Club.  I’ve been attending an “arm chair” travel class where in our instructor has told about her travels in Europe and Mexico.  That was the group in which I gave my lecture on Iceland.  We had our last class to-night and next week, we end the term, and celebrate by having a picnic at Powderhorn.  Next week-end, however, the girls are planning a house party at Lake Minnetonka and I do hope to go to that.

Aud. and I really washed clothes today, but had to hang them in the basement, as this was another day with no sun.  I’m having trouble with my pen!!!

Is it difficult for you to read by “V” mails?  Yours come through very good.  And how I love you & your letters!

Rec’d a letter from a girl whom I met on the train, when I was taking a trip to Ogdon 2 years ago.  Her husband was discharged from the Army because of heart trouble – but she considers herself lucky to have him home.  Even though, I too would love to have you home, would much prefer to have you where you are & healthy, of course.

Good night, Sweet’art.  Pleasant dreams.  Join me in a flute dance?

All my love,
Bev