February 22, 1945 Thursday

I got another most intriguing letter tonight and I’m not going to hit the beach and my wash is fairly well along so here’s how.  I was just thinking how it seemed a little strange that our feeling (mutual) has grown even in letters-as it probably would have done had I never left you.  One particular example is that awhile back it was-love, Harriet.  Then after awhile it came to be –all my love Harriet.  It’s things like that that make me happier Hon, but that I don’t mention when answering a letter.  Speaking of letters, I still have a very slight dread when it comes to writing them. If I would just get and not give. It sounds like you have similar troubles though.

                I’m sincerely glad you got away from it all for awhile the other night and went to the dance with that ex-swab jockey. My dear I am one who’s glad that you are in 7^th heaven now and again even if you are skeptical about admitting it.  You deserve it if anyone does.

                I’d like to go a bit farther Skip and say that in my life there have been many things that were a bit troublesome or tainted and probably always will be.  But Harriet Johns is on of the very few things that came into my life which was near perfect in the sense that she never worried me, bothered me-never caused me trouble, etc…  Many times I’m sorry to say I am a bit selfish and jealous.  Not one or the other but a queer mixture of both (you are one of the few people I’ll ever admit it to).  But----believe me, in your case, I have never had that feeling.  When you speak of other boys, I don’t feel that way, though some boys would. You don’t hesitate to take every opportunity and I think you know I’m not just saying that.  In the case of the show, I don’t blame Blanch for not holding your hand.  If I were there I wouldn’t be holding your hand.

                About mother Johns birthday, I blame you for not telling me sooner.  I’d like to have written her about then.  I must say though she seems much younger than her years.  I think perhaps her family has kept her that way.  She’s accomplished already more than some women accomplish in a lifetime.  I wouldn’t mind if you told her that sometime.  To me, she certainly is one of those people with a grand spirit near them who always make you feel good when you are by them.

                I’ll close for tonight mi-lady. I have more to say about your letter to Clem but there is yet plenty of time. Write soon-no letter tomorrow-will explain.

Love ‘n Kisses.

Pablo