April–October 1942
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NOT FOR SALE CONTAINS UNLICENSED IMAGES CHAPTER 2 April–October 1942 April 13, 1942—Matawan, N.J. My dearest, I was a little lonely when I woke up this morning, but your letter chased that all away and brought you so close to me again. I saved it to read over breakfast. I didn’t do anything exciting today... thought sure I could sleep this morning, but no luck... woke on the dot at 9:15. I walked up Fifth Avenue to Central Park and window-shopped, and watched the people. Spring is definitely in the air and everyone seemed to feel it. When I arrived at the park, I felt like buying a balloon for myself, there were so many children there around the zoo. I enjoyed watching them. On the way up I stopped in St. Patrick’s for the 12:30 service. It was very crowded. The altar took my breath away; the flowers and decorations were probably left over from yesterday. I missed you there. I rode back on one of the open buses to 32nd St. and took the train to Matawan. I’m sitting in Marguerite’s living room now and getting very sleepy, as usual. I fixed the ring and it’s shining up at me, catching the light. I’m not going to have it fixed [by a jeweler] because I’ll have to give it back to you one day when I have it replaced by a permanent one. I’m really beginning to realize it all now and I am so happy and excited. I hope that it won’t be too far off. There aren’t words to tell you how much I love you and what it all meant Postcard from the Hawaiian Room at the Lexington Hotel, New York City, where to me. Charles asked Billee to marry him. Your note was so sweet this morning. I had to let you know and to thank you again for such a perfect weekend, one that I’ll always remember. I can hardly realize that I’ll be seeing you again so soon. I am missing your good night kiss tonight, but here is one for you. 1 NOT FOR SALE CONTAINS UNLICENSED IMAGES All my love and kisses, Always, Billee I just had a thought. Your friends must have thought me awful last night because I was so sleepy. I don’t know how you held out as well as you did. I hope they didn’t mind. I did enjoy meeting them after you telling me so much about them. They were all so nice to me. I hope I passed with flying colors because I know that will mean a lot. I’m really going this time. As usual, I don’t want to. Love, B. April 14, 1942–Asheville My dearest Charles, Here I am home, snug in my own bed. “Exhausted” is mild. What a trip! I’ve had a bath and lunch so I feel a little refreshed. I never closed my eyes. We arrived in Spartanburg on time at 5:50 a.m. Then I had to wait two hours and a half for a train to Asheville. If I hadn’t already had my ticket, I would have taken the bus. I called Mom from Spartanburg. She thought I was still in New York. I felt more settled after I got on the train. I really feel that I have done the right thing and somehow or other I feel it is what you wanted me to do. My take-off was a little lonely, I’ll have to confess, with no one to see me off. I blew a kiss your way when we passed Trenton about 6:30. It didn’t stop there... I thought we might. The sunset was gorgeous just before we arrived in Washington... fairly took my breath away. There was a lot of gold braid on the train, both Army and Navy. They were all plastered before the evening was over. That tavern car was something else. I never saw so much scotch. I was a good girl and stayed in the observation car with my magazine. I wrote a letter, but never had a chance to mail it. Mom is in the midst of house-cleaning. I should have stayed away longer. I think she was glad to see me. I’ve told her about us and she doesn’t seem to mind... just that I should be very sure. There isn’t any doubt about that. Not being able to sleep... it was only natural that my vacation with our two perfect weekends should be constantly in my thoughts. There aren’t words to describe what they meant to me. It took such a lot to go out of that station Sunday night. I ran practically all the way back to the hotel. I was afraid to go slow... I knew I’d never get there. Now all I have to do is try and go to sleep. I don’t think it’s going to take much effort. By the way, I saw your kitchen. The lady sitting next to me had a Saturday Evening Post. I’ve changed my mind about large kitchens if I can have one like that. The fireplace just sets it off. We should be able to start our ball team off very nicely in one like that. I just had a card from my old girlfriend, married now and lives in Harrisburg. She had a baby boy while I was gone and the other girlfriend who lives in Charlotte had a baby girl. Isn’t that something... more excitement. 2 NOT FOR SALE CONTAINS UNLICENSED IMAGES By the way, Marguerite is leaving for home this weekend for her vacation. She has to take it right away because of her mother. I’ve been reliving my vacation telling Mom all the things we did. Miss Heffernan came home Friday. She really had an extended trip. The firemen are here from the Grove Park Inn... all middle-aged. I’ll write your mother tomorrow and Dottie [Doyle]. I remember her address, but not Marty’s [Daly]. They were all so swell to me. I won’t ever forget. I think I can sleep now for a change. Mom claims I’ve lost weight since I left. She gave me a scolding. I don’t see how I could lose that much in a week that it would be noticed. The mountains were simply gorgeous coming in. The dogwood and mountain pinks are all in bloom, and the new leaves all coming out... definitely a spring picture. There isn’t any place like it. When all this is over, I’m really going to show them to you in all their glory. I love them so. Outside of Mom, that’s all I’d miss here. Now I’m going to pray for a furlough soon, and our happiness. Keep well and thanks once again more for making my vacation so perfect. I’ll be looking forward to hearing from you soon. All my love and kisses, Always, Billee April 15, 1942–Fort Dix, N.J. Hello again, sweetheart, Your very big “bit of heaven” arrived last night and left me breathless, to put it mildly. We will start with your plan to return in a few weeks. Darling, Billee and Charles on the ferry to Jersey City, if you feel you are doing the right thing–I'm sure you are. Your April 1942. judgment on anything is sound enough for me. Still, I'm concerned about what [your] Mother has to say. At any other time, I'd be bubbling over with joy at the thought of having you near me. But you know as well as I that my stay here is limited. It would be very easy for our outfits to move out before I have a chance to see you. On the other hand, I may be here for some time. 3 NOT FOR SALE CONTAINS UNLICENSED IMAGES And that brings us to the next subject for discussion, which should have been covered while we were together. If I could have one wish granted it would be that we could be married tonight. I want it so much it scares me! And don't you dare say, “Fraidy Cat.” But that isn't what I had planned for us, Billee, a “hurry-up” wedding, so to speak. You deserve everything that goes with it and I mean to give it to you. Yes, I know our time is short, and I’ll be honest with you… I’m out on a limb, trying to weigh the merits and demerits of taking advantage of our time… now, or waiting. Like you, sweetheart, I’m not afraid of what will happen but I do think we must be sensible in anything we do. It will be the biggest thing in our lives and we have to have both feet on the ground when we decide. I’ve seen fellows in the service married and I thought them insane, if only because of the terrific handicap thrown on the girl’s shoulders. Finding myself in the same position, I wonder whether or not they were right. It must have been after one o’clock before I could sleep last night, trying to arrive at a decision. Finally, I realized we must wait until we can see each other again. There are other things to talk about, too.