Nov. 7, 1945

My dearest husband,

I have waited so long for an answer to my last letter. Why don’t you write to me darling? Vincent, I have thought everything out now and I am waiting for your return. I love you my darling and now I know that there isn’t anybody in this world that could ever take your place in my heart. I have your picture in front of me sweetheart and I remember every little thing about you so dear to me. Won’t you please answer this letter honey? What’s the matter with you now? Have I done anything wrong again or said anything you didn’t like?

Vincent, is it because I won’t go stay with Mom? Won’t you please try to understand why I won’t go up there? There are so many reasons honey. For one thing Peg and I had a little misunderstanding and I don’t so much as even speak to her let alone live in the same house.

I am working in the office out at the shop now. But the Friday we are going to be laid off. So I don’t know what next.

Pheety, when you get back we’ll do what you had planned. We’ll go to Cleveland to that little cottage and live in heaven for a while. Do you still love me Pheety? I love you darling beyond all doubts now. Vincent I’m so lonesome for you. When you get back, hurry to me as fast as you can, darling. I need you so much.

All my love

Your Wife

Margaret