April 10, 1945, #2

April 10, 1945, #2

John C. Waller

1945-04-10

April 10, 1945



Dearest Geraldine,



Here's that man again honey to tell you that you were very good to me to-day - eight letters no less, the latest March 26. I noticed you're still writing to 518 so you couldn't have received any mail from here yet. I hope things are better now in that respect. Maybe some of my letters are still hanging around in the box, for I have no way of knowing how soon they go out after I write them, what with censorship, etc.



I'm looking at your letter of Feb. 26 now, telling about the nite spent at young couple's apartment when you had Tom Collins. I'll never forget the New Year's (three past) when I had a pint of rum. I was over at my friend's house about eight bells - four of us fellows, each with a pint. We decided to start things odd as it was too early to go out. In about an hour mixing the rum with coke we finished the bottles. That was much too fast to drink it and we had some time with the additions with came later. However, I was able to drive my car home, but first drove twice around the park with the window vents wide, then walked around the block before going in. My mother said I looked like the last rose of summer. I prefer beer as you can drink more with less effect, so don't think you'll get me to mix you many T'C's. I don't imagine that will bother you much though. How the heck can you lounge around all day like that? I can't stay put, ordinarily, five minutes.



Now young lady, what's the idea of telling me to throw away the two snaps you enclosed if I already had them. I wouldn't do that if I had a dozen copies. It so happens that they were new to me. I can't understand all this talk you've been handing out about putting on weight. You look just perfect in the snaps taken in 1944 in the horse carriage. Likewise, in the snaps taken this year, sitting on your back steps - it makes me cuss the war which is keeping us apart. By the way, the darkness is caused by under exposure. If you use a box camera you need plenty of sunshine.



One of your letters contained some magazine cut-outs. The one with the wife telling the sgt., as they stand beside sink filled with dishes, not I'll give the orders, was very nice. You don't really think you'll be able to do that do you. Oh, you do! Well honey, I wouldn't be surprised if you could, for I'd just love to take orders from you.



I see by your letter of March 6, that you rec'd three letters from me. I'd like to see that Jr. Clerk who brought you the letters at half hour intervals. I know how I would have felt if I were you. A very pleasant surprise. I hope they all treat you as nice. Anyone that does something to please you is a friend of mine.



Your ring sounds like a very expensive one. I have only one fault to find; it's on the wrong finger; (3rd finger l. hand) I hope you won't mind moving it over. How about that? I don't mean right this instant, but no doubt you know what I mean, and I do mean it for thee I love. Sometimes I think you can love a person too much. Still I believe the joy is worth the pain of it. The "pain" comes in with wondering and worrying if you're safe from day to day the way some of these young kids seem to be going beserk these days. Don't ever go out alone at night dear if you can possibly help it. I always told my sister to use her knee or foot in the most effective spot if anyone ever bothered her. I guess you know where I mean. I could show you a lot of commando stuff if I was there, however, I pray you will always be safe until I can be around to protect you myself. That will be a privilege for me always.



Now sweetheart, I hope your blues are not with you to-day. I'll have to try to improve my letters & raise your morale. Now missing & loving you more than ever, if possible, I remain,



With all my love,



Johnny

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