This was Dart’s response to Dot’s marathon letter. He admitted that, just as the Andrews students were thinking what a waste it was to have a full moon shining over an all-girls school, the guys in the Great Lakes hospital were expressing the same opinion of a moon over an all-male hospital. He likes her idea of “making up for lost time” with full moons at some future time. But he was curious about Dot’s comments about them both being “naughty.” Dart asks, “Do you include yourself in that category? I thought I saw a halo over your head.”
He mentions the phone call again. He was so excited to hear her voice that he can’t remember much of what was said. “Golly, three minutes is such a tiny, precious time.” It makes me so grateful that we don’t ever have to confine ourselves to a three minute conversation. About the only thing limited in our world is limitation!
He answered the question about birthdays and hexes and simply said that he’s never had a relationship last very long after he learned the girl’s birthday. “I’ll have to know yours eventually. Just wait awhile.”
He decided that after her urging he might decide to write to that “bag” in Cleveland who was trolling for sailors. “I think I already found what I was looking for. As far as I’m concerned, the best gal has won. Enough.”
He told Dot of a rumor that all these guys the hospital doesn’t know what to do with may receive medical discharges from the Navy. He’s ambivalent about that and hopes he does not have to make the decision.
His folks were not able to come for a visit, so Dart played the role of escort all day, leading other guys’ visitors to the proper wards. The ward also just got two WAVE (female) corpsmen today that apparently did not impress Dart much.
He hopes she enjoys the little surprise he sent her and that she has a great time at the dance. He dreams of her so much while writing these letters that he says she ought to be set to music. How sweet!
I’m sure the three mins was like heaven to them!!