Monday, February 23, 1931

One day less for you and I and Nancy Lee to be apart, isn’t it? We have to make each day count now, haven’t done much for the time I’ve been here.

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I wish I could have stayed another day with you my darling. I don’t have much news to tell you about I just wrote to let you know I landed — I’ll write much more tomorrow.

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