"I'm awful glad I have one picture of you"

Feb. 23, 1951

Seems like I got pretty skimpy on the ending of that other letter cause I didn't even say hello or goodbye to little old Sparky. Which I shall now request that you take care of for me.

You know I sure am glad I picked up that little picture of you that time we were looking at the pictures. Cause it sure is a lot of comfort to pull it out of my wallet and look at your sweet little face for awhile all the time wishing I was there with you. Anyhow I'm awful glad I have one picture of you.

You'd never guess, or did I tell you already, they've got a stationary shortage over here. And the other night on our trip everything got all wet. I thought sure all my paper would be ruined but it just got a little damp. Not enough to hurt at all. There isn't much paper around this outfit now and I'm giving away some of mine all the time so if one of these days you start getting scroll letters on T.P. don't be too surprised. I don't know what I'll make envelopes out of. They say it takes forever to get a package over here so I guess there ain't much use trying to send any over here.

Well sweetness and light it is now about 10:00 and the lights must go out and me too. The artillery has stopped and all is calm.

So good night all and to all a goodnight. You're probably eating breakfast and putting Sparky out now and don't even realize I'm just going to bed.

A big hug and squeeze and plenty smooches honey. Be seeing you around Kid.

Love again,

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