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I'm not too well, I have a cold and a slight intoxication of some kind, nicotine I guess, smoked too much this year. I gave up (almost) smoking for the last few days and I'm improving.

All I desire now from life is to stay with you and make drawings. I had enough [[strikethrough]] of [[/strikethrough]] time to realize that that's the thing I ask from life. Don't think for a moment more, and don't ever have this idea that I keep building you in my imagination. I [[strikethrough]] don' [[/strikethrough]] know why you do that, I know you, I feel the same some time but let's go together this time and forget about complications, let's ask things from life and people instead of being surprised when things happen or feeling like not deserving them. The war experience made me a bit more realistic. All right Hedda, be a good girl, a good wife of mine rather and write me often. Some day I'll take a day off and I'll write you a real long letter now I have to write it when I have a free moment occasionally.

I love you dear, be good.