…I’ll be there with bells on.
Friday, February 15, 1929
Author: Krista Polansky
Wednesday, February 13, 1929
All day today I’ve been thinking of you and pining for you and only a line from you would have eased the weight upon my heart… I’ve thought so much about you today that I did so many things today that prompted my getting sore at myself – I made more darn mistakes than I had rubber on a pencil to erase them with.
Monday, February 11, 1929
You & I are looking at each other all the time, my dear. The only thing I’m afraid of is that I might take all the looks off of it. Then what? But I hope for one great big pleasantry – that I won’t have to be content with only the pleasure of seeing your beautiful face in picture form but that I can see & talk to you always…
Sunday, February 10, 1929
This picture is just only an image of my face and that only. It does not reflect the image of my innerself – my heart. My dearest, I’m for you with heart and soul and every stroke of my heart is just another great big boost for you.
Therefor, may this “subterfuge” of my real self bring you constant memories of our associations when we are not on hand to see and talk to each other. May my eyes on the picture come to life to look into your smiling eyes and always behold the warm sunshine in your smile. And may my lips remind me of the honey dew on your sweet lips.
Please, my dearest, may God decree that you and I some day be pals & sweethearts for life.
Thursday, February 7, 1929
So I had a few memories on the train yesterday. Oh yes – on the train you know what I did? I read & re-read your letter about 20 times. The letter you wrote to me Sunday. Yes honey I’ll forgive you. I “like?” you – did you say like? – I told you once before, I more than merely like you.
Wednesday, February 6, 1929
I am so glad to receive the honor of being in the position that you have put me in – you have given me the chance of winning you. Oh, may I win… It would make me the happiest boy in the world if I, in the end, can have you – I mean that I should consider myself really & truly blessed, if I win out in the competition… You know, my dear, all is fair in ‘Love & War.’
Friday, February 1, 1929
From the moment I saw you that feeling came over me. And I just know that it will continue. I must confess one thing to you, my dear heart, and maybe you won’t believe me when I tell you. The fact is this. I think you might feel the same way about it.
Thursday, January 24, 1929
…I can see you looking right at me with your sunshine smile & smiling eyes… don’t think I’m trying to sap soap you… your sweet smile & pretty face is deeply imprinted in my mind & memory – never to forget.
With a Carload of Love... 