Tuesday, August 1, 1950
20 Cooper Street
Dear June,
Well, darling, I went to see the lawyer again today. He called up the district headquarters in N.Y. and talked to the person in charge of the enlisted reserve. He’s also sent a letter to him. Anyway I guess we’ll get things straightened out. I may have to go into the city though.
I didn’t paint tonight. Secunda called me up to see if I was coming but I decided to wait till tomorrow night. I went to the movies instead – The Flame and the Arrow. It was pretty good. Then I dropped in at Gene’s for a minute afterward. All the guys shook hands with me and welcomed me back. I didn’t stay long though.
It’s been an awfully hot day, with lots of humidity. I hope it wasn’t too bad in the city. Since I haven’t heard otherwise, I assume that Shirl must still be there. Don’t you dare stay in the city alone, darling! You come right home!
Boy, I hope you can read this sloppy letter. I’m all out of practice writing. I love you very very much, my sweetheart. I’ll be looking for you Friday night. Don’t work too hard. (I know you won’t.)
Good night for now, my darling sweetheart. M-m-m if only I could squeeze you in my arms now, and kiss you good night.
All my love,
Art
(Tomorrow – Robbed!)
© 2011 Lee Price
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