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Letters from the early 1940s while a couple, the correspondents of these letters, were apart while Cy was serving for the United States Army Air Force in Europe during World War 2 and Tessie was working in New York City.
I thought there might not be any mail today because of the Labor Day Holiday but imagine
how happy and surprised I was when the post man came and handed me the package with your
picture in together with two of your cards and two letters. I opened the picture first
and oh my sweet it brought you right here into the room with me. I had to catch my
breath, because it was so real. As it stands before me now, sweet, I look up as I write
and your eyes are telling me all the things I want to hear. That was always the way you
looked when you told me you loved me, with your eyes so steady and true. You know Cy,
that its the only big protrait I have of you and it came out so good. What do you mean
by saying the photograph couldn't make something out of nothing, if some of the fellow
whose pictures he takes were mde made for you. I'd have it done in Macy's just like
the last one because that one turned out pretty good. It would be a picture of me as I
am today. Wouldn't you like one like that? But whatever one you want I'll send to
you.
You'll be getting your first pay check this week and so will I. It will probably come to
about $21.00 and some cents after all the deductions are made. That will be the biggest
check I
Sweet, you asked for that other photo of mine and I'd like to tell you what I have in
mind. This is what I've been planning to do and was going to do next Wednesday on my day
off but if you say you'd rather have the other I'll be glad to send it to you. Let me
explain fully now. You see Cy, I was thinking after I sent you those small pictures that
they weren't so good and I'd
I still haven't caught on to the job thoroughly yet
Pappa is alright except for being tired after a hard day's work. When he comes home he tells me all about what happened at work just as you used to tell me about everything that happened at the shop. Oh sweet, I miss the talks we had so much. Mary was here the other day, she stayed overnight, things are going a little better with them now. Although she had some kind of a boil on her voice and Stephe got a splinter in his eye,m they're alright now. Tomorrow she'll be moving to Jersey to a very nice house in the suburbs of North Arlington. I hope they'll have a chance to get back on their feet again.
Mamma is still in the country with the children. She is trying to get as much as possible out of it before the winter begins. As yet I don't know exactly when she's coming back but it will probably be next week sometime. Pappa went out there over the weekend and I was home alone again. After I went to church in the morning I came home and had a bite to eat, then I decided to pay a visit to Sophie because I hadn't seen her the last time. I walked up to her place but there was no one home as I walked back home through the park and it was such a nice day that I sat down and got some sunshine. After a while I went home and started to listen to the radio. Then I shut the radio off and thought of you my sweet, I was wondering what you were doing and just thinking of whay we're going to do soon. Memories came back to me and I was lost in reveries for a long time. My husband, I love you, with all my heart.
Please take care of yourself and see if you can get rid of that cold.