Saturday July 25, 1942

2625 Northumberland Ave.

Richmond, Va

Dear Ole Fool:

            Well, here I am again. For some reason or another I haven’t got anything much to do today so I thought I would try to write you again. Say, you really get around don’t you. First Maxwell, Craig, and now Turner. I bet you break millions of women’s hearts at each place. Have you been playing much checkers or talking of world affairs lately?

            How do you like it now that you git up in the air sometimes? I can imagine that it is somewhat better than staying on the ground always. I took Jean up for her first plane ride on July 5. She really liked it and didn’t get scared hardly at all. We got a ride over the city in a little 2 passenger plane. It was nice that the seats were side-by-side and I could put my arms around Jean to keep her calm.

            Brother Booker dropped by to see me the other night. It was the first time I had seen him since the first of June. I guess you know that he is fixing engines for the C&O in Newport News. He seems to like it a whole lot and its paying darn good money. He said he doesn’t know how the U of R could get along without C.H. Booker. I guess they will miss him about as much as they missed you when you left.

            Did you know that George Bayliss was taken out of the air corps? They found that he had athlete’s heart or sumpin’, kitty nearly bumped into him the other day, but she didn’t.

            Have you ever written to Charlotte, yet? I am not so sure that you had better now. On July 11, Paul gave her an engagement ring!! Of course the wedding is off for the duration. Paul is a 2nd Lt. in the coast artillery stationed at Fort Monroe.

            Booker told me that you sent him some pictures of your handsome anatomy attained in an army air corps uniform. Why don’t you send us some so I can warn little bays of what will happen when they join up?

            Well, I guess that’s about all for now. I will try to mail this when I can get Jean to write some.

Keepem navigating,

Ed

P.S. remember I told you that back in April an auto hit me and three others an Broad Lt. Well the old man that was driving died on June 15 and therefore couldn’t show up for the case in court.

P.S.S. Remember, what I said about Paul and Charlotte in my letter. Well, I hope I can tell you the same about Jean and I by my next letter. Keep hoping for me. (For me too!)

 

P.S.S.S. Remember, to remember Pearl Harbor .

P.S.S.S.S. I was going to write you a letter but it seems that Ed has already told you everything of interest. We haven’t done much lately—it’s been too darn hot to move. I’m still working hard learning to be a technician—Everything has been fine until this week I’ve done everything wrong—make fun1

            Have you heard from Rich lately, how is she?

            I cant think of a thing to write and Ed’s pen is acting up anyway—so I’ll stop—One of these days I’m going to write first and tell you a lot of news.

Be good and write soon.

Jean

            Here I am again! I lost your last letter, so I just called your mother to get your new address. She told me about your navigator to Orlando, Fla. Nice going,

So long and write soon,

Ed