Sunday, June 5, 2011

Dearest Margie: July 22 - PM

Dearest Margie,

Well here it is afternoon (about 5:30) and I suppose I should be calmer now that the news has sunk in, but I’m not. I’m practically going berserk and inside of three weeks I’ll probably be absolutely mad. I really can’t tell you how much it means to me that your coming, but I’m just like a changed man. I think if you wrote and said you couldn’t come I know I’d probably go mad again. I can’t seem to win but if I have to go mad, I would much rather do it waiting for the three weeks to pass. Today seems twice as long as the other working days, so I’m going to have to find some kind of work that will take my mind off it for three weeks, but know that’s impossible to do.

I hope you can get the Friday El Capitan, because that will get you here earlier and its the best of the two. Make reservations right away. Its really quite a train and very enjoyable to travel on. But Margie dear, watch out for some of the drunks and non-drunks too, because I certainly wouldn’t want anything to happen to you. Not that its dangerous as a matter of fact I guess its the safest train on the line because there are no private quarters. Everything out in the open. But what I was implying was I didn’t want you to get off the train and say “Jim meet so and so, it was love at first sight, aren’t you going to congratulate us?”Funny I’m really not worried about that happening, but I thought I’d put it in. you see I’ve been punchy ever since last night when I received your letter.

Last night (before letter) I went down as I heard Glenn Miller at the Chicago theater. He was terrific (one or 2 f’s?) and he put me in an awful mood; wanting you there and you 2,600 miles away. So you can see why the letter was so terrific when I got it. The picture with Miller was “Untamed” which wasn’t bad.

I’m glad you got to go to Big Bear. Its nice at that club. The boy you met has an older brother who took me up there once. This letter is awfully messy because I’m sitting on the bed and writing.

It’s been very hot here the last few days and Sat I went swimming in the lake. It wasn’t very good and only cooled me off for about 5 minutes. Sunday afternoon we went to the aquarium and after seeing some of the fish and eels that exist I don’t know whether I want to ever go under the water spearfishing again.

I’ve been writing you so often there's not a great deal more I can say. I hope I didn’t scare you out with the heat story from coming back. I know that if you’re back here I won’t even notice it and nothing else as far as that goes, except you.

I’ll save the important things to say personally, but in the meantime just remember I love you. (Maybe I shouldn’t say it because you’ll figure you’ve got me and won’t come back).

As ever,


Hurry summer school up, maybe you can close it early.


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