Saturday, July 6, 1946

Because there’s no news and no letters to answer, Dart will keep this one short.

He spent most of the day working in the basement, trying to avoid the sticky, muggy weather.

“I wish I felt more like writing, or could find more to say, because I really do miss you. I miss you when I put the car away. I miss you when I get up in the morning and when I go to bed at night, and all the time between. I miss you at meal times, and I miss you when I come home from school. I miss you in the evening when I’d like to be walking in the park with you. Oh, Darling! I love you so much!”

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