“I’ll see you Friday night, I guess. I hope so because I really should stay here but you seem to be something like a magnet and I am not educated enough to know how to resist magnetic forces from the magnet.”
Scans of Jim’s twenty-first letter to Thelma.
“Please pardon me if I seem slightly incoherent. I just can’t think straight when I think about coming to see you.”
Scans of Jim’s 20th letter to Thelma.
“I wish you were around tonight. There is a nice full moon and I love you too much to just look at the moon and think of astronomy. You can see that I’m slowly going crazy. (About you, that is.)”
Scans of Jim’s nineteenth letter to Thelma.
“I should be studying my Trig for a test tomorrow too, but as usual you are in the way. But then its the right way as far as I’m concerned. I’d much rather write to you than study. Darn you! You always get me started on some affectionate talk even if I’m in a bad mood. I wish I could go for a walk with you right now. I think I’d feel much better.”
Jim’s 18th letter to Thelma.
Things are getting serious! After three months and 17 letters, he finally wrote it. “I love you very much, and that ain’t no song title.” Jeez dad, took you long enough.
“Heck, I don’t know what the matter is with me. I don’t know whether you realize it or not but this is getting more and more serious. At least I think so and I hope you do. Things are beginning to creep up on us. I don’t mean what you think I mean, either. I don’t mean only the physical aspects, but mainly the little four letter word.”