We have two very short notes today. Dart stood in line twice today so that he could buy two packs of stationery to replace the tiny lined notebook pages he’s been using for a few days.
He skipped the movie tonight to write to his old pal Fred – the only buddy he’s heard from in weeks. There have been big gaps in their mail service and they think they know why, but they don’t know where the mail is.
“I’ve never fallen asleep on a date, but tonight’s the nearest thing to it. Sitting here on a hard steel deck, with my feet out straight, your picture before me and my sore back getting stiffer, I fell asleep with my pen actually on the paper in the middle of a word. I love you night and day, my Darling.”
I hope Mom can shed a little light on the first paragraph of this letter she wrote. She says she had to work late tonight because the store had to do an O.P.A. inventory. “If there were no war, there would be no O.P.A. ceilings and I wouldn’t have had to work late tonight.” What is/was the O.P.A.?
She goes on to say that if there’d been no war, she would probably never have met Dart, so this nasty business has some compensation because she can’t imagine her life if they’d never met.
She bought some egg coloring today and thought about sending a dyed egg to Dart. Then she thought a rotten egg wouldn’t sit too well in a constantly rolling and pitching stomach, so she must content herself with thinking about him as she colors the eggs, and imagine doing the job with him someday.
Greenwich is gradually looking like Spring has sprung. The trees have a slight veil of bright green around their edges and she’s quite enjoying her case of Spring fever. She hopes it’s true that ‘in the Spring a young man’s fancy turns to what the girls have been thinking about all winter.'”
While she was filling in for the elevator operator today she tried to imagine what she would do if the door opened to reveal Dart standing there. She thinks if she didn’t faint dead away, she’d grab him inside, close the door and forget the buzzer until she’d had her fill of looking at him and pinching herself. “Golly, my heart skips a beat just thinking about it. If I didn’t have my day dreams, my days would never end. I have to live on them until the real thing comes along.”
She has bestowed upon him the title of “The Boy I’d Most like to See Every Time I Open My Eyes.” But now, she must close her eyes in sleep.
“You can’t imagine what it’s like to love someone as much as I love you – can you?” Yes, Dottie, I think he can.
