Letter 38 – April 15, 1948

“It will be another week before I’ll see you so I have to depend on your letters to make life good again. That may sound silly, it probably is, but there is a lot of truth to it. Honest, kiddo, I really miss you and that’s no lie. “

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Letter 37 – March 31, 1948

“I just bought a bottle of orange and an Italian sandwich. All full of inions peppers cheeze, tomatoes etc. very good. Want a kiss, I smell beautifully. I know you’d appreciate the inions.”

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