Tuesday, February 18, 1947

Although he felt considerably better today, Dart remained in bed. He was able to do lots of class reading and even a little typing with the typewriter on his lap.

The big news of the day is that the Hobby House called to tell him the headlight he’s been waiting for has arrived. It’s all he needs to finally finish the little engine he’s been working on for such a long time.

He knows he should go to sleep, but he misses Dot too much to stop writing now. The letter he got from her today filled him with a mixture of joy and loneliness. He recalls that night just one month ago during Dot’s surprise visit when he came home very late from work and they shared some sweet intimacies. Most of the rest of this letter is so tender and intimate that I’ll not detail it here. I will say, however, that he believes they have built the kind of relationship that prepares them for the giving and receiving of “the biggest gift.”

“Oh, Dot, our love is beautiful. Thank you a million times for being my Dot. I thank God for all we are and were and hope to be.”

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