March 21, 1943 | Dear Joe

* read the other letter first this is No. 2.

To my husband,

I just got home from the Co. party and it is 2:00 bells. I have an apology first of all. Then an explanation and stuff. I didn’t write in advance that I thought very seriously about going to the party. All my friends were calling the fork or boss and asking service members. I asked mom about that and said definitely no. If any asks someone we know. I asked Pat which happens because he called when it was first on my mind. I hadn’t thought about it at all and I was looking for a dance partner for the night. As it happened he accepted but definitely and quick.

My sorrows mean nothing I know. This is no reason I just should have stayed home. The kid however didn’t want that. I let someone else )not Pat) make up my mind for me. Anyway, I didn’t tell Hi & Alice I was going with anyone and when they saw me I got a bit outspoken which only ruined any possibility of having any fun. He glared at me as though I wasn’t a lady and made me feel like a heel. Darling I know I can count on you trusting me. It isn’t a bit different perhaps my dancing with him as you know he has a girl. My going with Pat but what could I have done with a bunch of drunks if I couldn’t dance.

I never mistrust you when you’re alone at the U.S.O. I’m just saying what I did and ask that you trust me. We went together and dance together. There was food but we didn’t eat. We left the party at 1:45 and got the 2:00 line up from Minneapolis. It was shortly to 50 when he was out on his way home. He came in just long enough to give me my things I had given him to take care of since I didn’t have a bag. I feel right now like the lowest thing on the earth, but in my heart I know I didn’t do any more than if you were dancing with any strange girl. Somehow Pat is a stranger. I felt very uncomfortable with him at all. It wasn’t right, but nevertheless he doesn’t have to start telling me what to do. That I intend to keep for my husband.

This is the one big blow out the company will perhaps ever give and the kids wanted me there. So that’s how unhappy my evening turned out. I swear by God who protected us that I didn’t do anything out of the way. We didn’t even have a glass of beer and there was more if you wanted it. I’m sure you understand you silly and foolish wife. That is just another reason for me to be with you so I can learn fast to be more like you. See sweets, I know I have to make many changes in my make up. So I place that is in my husband’s hands. I remain

Your loving wife,

DeLores

P.S. XXXXXXXXXX Those are but definitely all yours. Always until you refuse them.

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