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your letter.

That's about all I can tell you and be fair to me and wait for a chance to talk to me and I'll talk to you for a long time.  God knows when I' ll be back and my best time now is just laying in my bunk and thinking of the only friend and the only welcome I hope and care for.

I spent the afternoon with the beautiful drawing of yours with white long legs and the S animal so near and so inside you and I felt when for the first instant I saw it that for one instant I was touching you and the hair.  I sure was happy yesterday. I'll keep that drawing always with me.  Send me one with every letter, to remind myself that it's not a lie that somebody really cares for me.

Dear Hedda I love you and I like to say it the way I was saying words I never pronounced in my life that night in Washington when we had scotch & wine and apple pie.  I love you and I desire you with everything and that's the main thing for me here now.