March 7,
1944
My dearest Gerry,
Although it
is only two days since we parted it feels more like two weeks. Sunday we just
sat around, made a fire in the fireplace and read all the papers. And it was
then only 5 o’clock. Mrs. Marsh was entertaining her boyfriend so Lois and I
decided to go to the movies. When we got there the officers seats were sold out
so we came home. Lois and Dot didn’t know where to go but I sat on the couch
and helped entertain the boyfriend. The only way they got me out of the living
room was that Dot dropped a jar of cream (on purpose) and I thought she passed
out. Well they thought they got me out of the living room for good but I fooled
them. I went back asked him if he would have a drink. Would he?! Would a cat
lap milk?! So Lois and I had Rum Collins, Dot ginger ale and Mrs. Bodowin some of that good brandy. After that I didn’t
bother them anymore. I was in bed by 11 but wrote a letter to mother and pop
before I fell asleep. In the afternoon I wrote to my mother. Yesterday I kept
very busy. Up to the cleaners down to the garage, (you were right it is the
carburetor and he is going to tune it down) and did the shopping. We are really
going to have stomach aches by the time you get back. Yesterday for lunch liver
wurst, last night hamburger and onions, tonight
grilled hot dogs.
You should
see me. Late yesterday we decided to give me a permanent wave. It is a good
thing you aren’t here. I’d scare the life out of you. My hair is all rolled up
tight to my head little tight cords and paper. We won’t know if it turned out
well till late today. It took up a good bit of time and lots of laughs.
Last night
I wrote to the Red Cross in
Well my
darling that about covers the activities so far this week. I miss you very much
Gerry and I am looking forward to an early return. Say a little prayer to Him
for us.
All
my love,
Eileen