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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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…

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