February 22, 1943 | Dear Joe

Hello there Sweetheart,

How is my future husband this grand day? I bet your awfully angry at me for not writing all weekend. I’ve been so busy I just haven’t had time. I’m very sorry that I let other things come before you. Especially such unimportant things. I suppose I should start from the beginning.

I just don’t remember just when it was I last wrote but I’ll start back Thursday. Got home from work and went downtown with mom. I got one dress on Will Call, and she has at least 10. We came home and went to bed shortly. I’m to work again. Got home. Over to Minneapolis, shopped and went to see our girls from work at the hospital. I’m finally getting some thoughts of someone else besides myself. Sometimes I wonder the way I neglect writing.

I got home anyway about 10:00 and Dar was over. She finally consented to wash my hair so we did. I put it up and she left so I got to bed about 11:30. Saturday another day. Got up and went to work a shining example of what staying up makes you. Came home and mom was all in. She didn’t have the whole house clean so I helped her. We ate about 6:30 and I talked to Lucille. We had planned on going out together and so we did. We went downtown and saw “Life Begins” at 8:30. If you get the chance, see it. We had a chat matted and came home. Mom an Dad were papering their bedroom when I left and they were placing the furniture when I got home. Fast work. We all went to bed about 1:00 o’clock and she and I got up about 10:00. Mom was already half done with the washing.

I made breakfast for ourselves and fired the house up and I was expecting company. I mean more company. I had had a call the the curtis. That means only one person. Kate. She got over about 3:00 was here at 2:00. Lu went home about 3:30 o’clock and I went out with Kate and her friend. 4 of us to be exact. They had planned on going to the fort we were ended up at the Prom. Thank God. We danced from 9:30 until 12:30. I put the kids on the street cars and walked home alone. Or ran. Mom was so angry at me for not helping her again all weekend. Please don’t be mad too. After you work six days you want to let your hair down for a day.

Anyway it’s Monday evening about 9:30. I’m all tired out and just can’t figure out how I wrote this much. Mom and Dad and I were over to Wards this evening. I got my full supply of cloths Undies. So much for the life of one girl with a sailor sweetheart.

I received your most wonderful and unexpected letter Friday. I have the $50.00 and just about dropped when I saw the amount. Darling I sure hope you aren’t cutting yourself $ short. If you need money I’ll always have what you send me. That’s as good as in the bank. It’s our future start.

It makes me so happy to have you enjoying your work. I was sure you would but mom said, “Well maybe he likes the work but isn’t the type.” Well, you know Mom. All I can say is God Bless all of you. You in your work, those you help and those that are still helping us. I never worried much about Bud before but it’s been such a long time since we have heard. I worried about him. Mom would make anyone worry. We don’t know and I told mom tonight that no news was good news. The best news I could get would be a wire from a train coming to St. Paul .I will be soon and I’m still in fighting spirit. It makes me warm when you trust me. I’m trying to be just your future wife. I could go out and be mean when you were here. You were here to defend yourself but it’s different now. I just haven’t the heart to consider giving up what we have already built. I love you and I’ll write and promise tomorrow. God bless you and lead you forward.

Love,
DeLores

P.S. Yours til the end of the world. I’m so sad that it almostlooks as though I’m running after you insted of your running after me. Anyway, I love it. Bye, Bye.

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