It’s Saturday and another week gone. They can’t go fast enuf for me until you come home, and I don’t think it will be long. I dreamt about you last nite. Sure some dream.
I got a letter from your mother yesterday. She asked me if you had wrote and told me about the baby porcupine you picked up–Did you really? I just got through making out four money orders–I got my check yesterday and have $18 left after sending M.O.s, but I want to get them paid up. I sent to Seltzers, Bennetts, Light bill, and ins. The light bill has been quite a bit, U.C. I cook on that electric plate and it really takes the juice. $3.29 this month.
Eileen and mom both wrote to you yesterday so you’ll probably hear at the same time.
I got a permit to get an oil burner yesterday in town and Bill Ferring (?) in Dyersville has one to sell, just a lil larger than the one we had, so Mom and I may go and get it today.
Well honey, there sure isn’t any exciting news around here. Nothing ever happens. I got a long letter from Phyllis yesterday. She wants me to come and live with her now that Harold is leaving. Says I am the only one she would want. Nice, eh–but guess I’ll stay here. I’m much more satisfied. Well darling, I’ll close and hope I here from you real soon again, and remember I love you lots and am being very very true to you and want you to be too. I know you don’t have a lot of time to get around, or do you? No, you don’t.
All My Love, Babe XXXXXX XXXX