Thursday, March 28, 1929

You can readily see my dear sweetheart, that those people who give me half of a chance readily can see and also read my character traits. That includes all people who I have occasion to meet. My face and heart are an open book to all and don’t require an airdrill to penetrate. I don’t never have to put myself on guard – no never.

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Thursday, March 21, 1929

…we both love each other more dearly than ever before that’s the effect trouble should have on love. After every spout of trouble love again appears on top & stronger than before.

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