Dublin Core
Title
February 13, 1945, #2
Creator
John C. Waller
Date
1945-02-13
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February 13, 1945
Hello Honey,
Back again with a few more phrases which I hope will help your morale.
I'm reading from your letter of Jan. 22 now. You certainly see all the latest pictures. I don't imagine I'll ever see half the pictures you mention, but it's the ones I'll see with you that matter, my president. I wonder if you'll still be president when I get back and you've returned from your travels. Just what are the functions of your sorority anyway? A group get to-gether for a purpose and I don't believe you've ever told me about yours.
Say honey, do you mind if I ask you something. What is that ring you wear on your left hand? Can you give me the details about it or shouldn't I ask. It looks like a very nice ring. I wish you had my school circle there. You know what they say about curiosity. I think you better repeat it to me.
You're probably right about what my first expenditure will be when I again set foot in the Land of the Free. I noticed an article in the Industrial Digest last week saying that Ford is going to put out a five cylinder car selling for 20% less than the V8 Chevy, Plymouth field. I have no interest in such a car but it made me wonder if he will still make the eight. Now I think of it, I believe I saw somewhere else where he will make an eight & a six in addition to this new low-price model. If he makes the eight, I hope to buy a convertible again. I guess my dad will be in the market for a car too as he tells me his 41 Studebaker is showing signs of wear. I really used to enjoy Saturday afternoons back home. My dad and I would both be out in the backyard shining up our cars. It used to be a sort of game between us to see who could get the highest shine and whitest white sidewall tires. One thing we never agreed on was radio programs. He'd have one on his radio and I'd have another on mine. I guess the neighbours used to wonder what all the discord was. Enough of that.
I notice you ask who picked out my middle name. I was named after my grandfather at my own fathers request. He certainly didn't give me a very good start in the world, did he. I thought you knew about that.
I see you want to know what that Wren was like that I met at our New Years' party. It's so long ago that I don't really remember much about her. I was enjoying myself too much on the dance floor to be very concerned about her looks, although I'll say she wasn't exactly the wall flower type, and also either she or I couldn't dance worth a damn. Still I wasn't stuck with the one all night. We'd fox trot with one, they'd play a waltz and I'd fox trot with another. You see none of us were in the mood to follow the music very closely. We just got out there and kicked up our heels so to speak - just trying to forget ourselves for one night. I wish you could have seen one of our nurses jitterbug. She'd take a prize anywhere. I'm not much good on a dance floor anymore because of too little practice. I guess I've been on one three times in all my army life. I'm going to practice with my sister before I take you out.
You say you're only as old as you feel - honey, you'd be surprised at how old I feel sometimes. You probably can't understand that not having seen and been through the things we have. All I want to do when I get home is forget the whole thing. So if sometimes I say something about feeling old you'll know what I mean.
Say honey, I didn't know I looked sixteen, however, I don't wonder that you thought that from the picture. Perhaps you'll get a better idea from the 5"x7" picture I sent. Even it doesn't show any lines though, but for your information, Toots, think of me as twenty-one or two and you'll just about have it so the fellows tell me.
You know, if you'll pardon my saying it, ahem, I don't think ten more pounds would suit you, in fact, if you were ten less I wouldn't lose any sleep. I really don't think you're tall enough little one (I'd like to keep calling you that) for 121 lbs.
I'm 152 myself but no one would ever guess it. I find it hard to believe myself. I guess smoking keeps me down from further gains not that I'm advocating you start. It wouldn't bother me one way of the other if you did or not, but my sister once went up to 137 lbs and had to go on a diet at doctors orders. She followed it, an easy one, and went down to 116 in about six weeks. She feels much better and certainly is a sight for sore eyes, even if she is my sister. I'm going to ask her for the diet, I believe, as knowing how she felt about extra weight I think you might like to have it. I hope I haven't offended you, Jerry. That is furthest from my thoughts. You look good to me as you are and always will.
I believe I know Bruce Thompson whom you mention in your letter. He was an A1 guy if he is the fellow I'm thinking of. I'd be more than happy to see him, however, such things don't always work out. I know a nurse who is stationed about twenty miles from here and haven't been able to see her in the four months I've been here. My folks are always writing why haven't I seen so and so. It just doesn't work out - our time is not our own.
Speaking of being snowed in, my mother told me that they had over five feet of snow in Buffalo. How I would have liked to have been there!
Well sweet, and you are sweet not only because you write me such nice letters, I'll have to call it a day for this time. I'll be looking for that valentine package with the right degree of anticipation. Personally, I think that's a good way to start something, but far be it for me to analyse the female mind. Lots of love to you honey from your overseas
Johnny
Hello Honey,
Back again with a few more phrases which I hope will help your morale.
I'm reading from your letter of Jan. 22 now. You certainly see all the latest pictures. I don't imagine I'll ever see half the pictures you mention, but it's the ones I'll see with you that matter, my president. I wonder if you'll still be president when I get back and you've returned from your travels. Just what are the functions of your sorority anyway? A group get to-gether for a purpose and I don't believe you've ever told me about yours.
Say honey, do you mind if I ask you something. What is that ring you wear on your left hand? Can you give me the details about it or shouldn't I ask. It looks like a very nice ring. I wish you had my school circle there. You know what they say about curiosity. I think you better repeat it to me.
You're probably right about what my first expenditure will be when I again set foot in the Land of the Free. I noticed an article in the Industrial Digest last week saying that Ford is going to put out a five cylinder car selling for 20% less than the V8 Chevy, Plymouth field. I have no interest in such a car but it made me wonder if he will still make the eight. Now I think of it, I believe I saw somewhere else where he will make an eight & a six in addition to this new low-price model. If he makes the eight, I hope to buy a convertible again. I guess my dad will be in the market for a car too as he tells me his 41 Studebaker is showing signs of wear. I really used to enjoy Saturday afternoons back home. My dad and I would both be out in the backyard shining up our cars. It used to be a sort of game between us to see who could get the highest shine and whitest white sidewall tires. One thing we never agreed on was radio programs. He'd have one on his radio and I'd have another on mine. I guess the neighbours used to wonder what all the discord was. Enough of that.
I notice you ask who picked out my middle name. I was named after my grandfather at my own fathers request. He certainly didn't give me a very good start in the world, did he. I thought you knew about that.
I see you want to know what that Wren was like that I met at our New Years' party. It's so long ago that I don't really remember much about her. I was enjoying myself too much on the dance floor to be very concerned about her looks, although I'll say she wasn't exactly the wall flower type, and also either she or I couldn't dance worth a damn. Still I wasn't stuck with the one all night. We'd fox trot with one, they'd play a waltz and I'd fox trot with another. You see none of us were in the mood to follow the music very closely. We just got out there and kicked up our heels so to speak - just trying to forget ourselves for one night. I wish you could have seen one of our nurses jitterbug. She'd take a prize anywhere. I'm not much good on a dance floor anymore because of too little practice. I guess I've been on one three times in all my army life. I'm going to practice with my sister before I take you out.
You say you're only as old as you feel - honey, you'd be surprised at how old I feel sometimes. You probably can't understand that not having seen and been through the things we have. All I want to do when I get home is forget the whole thing. So if sometimes I say something about feeling old you'll know what I mean.
Say honey, I didn't know I looked sixteen, however, I don't wonder that you thought that from the picture. Perhaps you'll get a better idea from the 5"x7" picture I sent. Even it doesn't show any lines though, but for your information, Toots, think of me as twenty-one or two and you'll just about have it so the fellows tell me.
You know, if you'll pardon my saying it, ahem, I don't think ten more pounds would suit you, in fact, if you were ten less I wouldn't lose any sleep. I really don't think you're tall enough little one (I'd like to keep calling you that) for 121 lbs.
I'm 152 myself but no one would ever guess it. I find it hard to believe myself. I guess smoking keeps me down from further gains not that I'm advocating you start. It wouldn't bother me one way of the other if you did or not, but my sister once went up to 137 lbs and had to go on a diet at doctors orders. She followed it, an easy one, and went down to 116 in about six weeks. She feels much better and certainly is a sight for sore eyes, even if she is my sister. I'm going to ask her for the diet, I believe, as knowing how she felt about extra weight I think you might like to have it. I hope I haven't offended you, Jerry. That is furthest from my thoughts. You look good to me as you are and always will.
I believe I know Bruce Thompson whom you mention in your letter. He was an A1 guy if he is the fellow I'm thinking of. I'd be more than happy to see him, however, such things don't always work out. I know a nurse who is stationed about twenty miles from here and haven't been able to see her in the four months I've been here. My folks are always writing why haven't I seen so and so. It just doesn't work out - our time is not our own.
Speaking of being snowed in, my mother told me that they had over five feet of snow in Buffalo. How I would have liked to have been there!
Well sweet, and you are sweet not only because you write me such nice letters, I'll have to call it a day for this time. I'll be looking for that valentine package with the right degree of anticipation. Personally, I think that's a good way to start something, but far be it for me to analyse the female mind. Lots of love to you honey from your overseas
Johnny
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