Although she doesn’t mention it in her letter, today is the first anniversary of Dart’s first letter to her. How far these kids have come in 365 days!

She has time for just a brief note, but vows to write a longer one tomorrow because she’ll have the following day off work. She begins by answering his question about a record player; she has a Victrola at her disposal in her apartment at the Miller’s house. She’s curious why he asks.

She thanks Dart for the airmail stamps he sent her in a recent letter. He’d noticed that she was plastering numerous odd stamps all over the envelopes of her letters, so he sent these to make her life easier. He, of course, can send his mail with no postage – a welcome perk for fighting for his country.

Dot comments that the letter she got today sounded as though he’s more optimistic about his leave. When his hopes rise, so do hers. She can’t promise, as he requested, that she won’t cry when it’s time to leave each other at the end of their visit (if it happens). All she can say is that she’ll try very hard not to. I don’t see how either of them will be able to have that last kiss without completely falling apart. Everything that comes after that is uncertain, at best, and potentially terrifying. Heck, I get misty-eyed 70 years after the fact and I know the outcome!

She tells Dart to think of her as he’s working his way through the pile of unanswered letters to his friends and family, because she’ll be doing the same thing. She has neglected her correspondence shamefully.