I’m sending this letter by Special Delivery so you’ll have it as a substitute for my being with you. I’m sending 1000 kisses along as proxies.
Tag: predicament
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…
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.’




