Today’s offering is from Dot alone.  She starts by addressing the letter to “Junior,” simply because he is one, and she’d never used the title before. Then she told him a wild dream she’d had about him and his family the night before. He was helping his dad build a cement sidewalk in the family’s backyard and Dot quipped that she had never seen Dart work so hard. In the dream, he hurled a fistful of mud in her face at that remark. The entire family thought this was tremendously funny and Dot left the dream feeling mortified. Weird!

She told about playing with the Ouija board a friend had brought to school. Many of the questions the girls asked it were about the war: How long will it last? When will my brother be home? How long will Dart be in the States? The board predicted that Dart would only be in the States 5 more weeks and the war would end in January 1947. Wrong on both counts, as it turns out.

She wrote that the last two of Dart’s letters told her the same thing, down to eating an egg salad sandwich and Pepsi. She hopes he’s just getting old and senile and not that she received a letter intended for someone else. The first of the duplicate letters was addressed to “My Dearest Dot,” and the other to “Dear Sweetheart.” Perhaps all those days in the hospital are just starting to run together for the poor guy.