tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27126238881761657842024-03-09T18:46:29.731-08:00iloveyoupugMy grandparents fell in love in 1940 - an amazing story! True love-at-first-sight, it involves suspense, great distance, murder, broken hearts, and a fantastic ending. I am fortunate to have the letters (Grandpa) Jim wrote to (Grandma) Margie during this time. For her part, Margie has a photographic memory, a knack for storytelling, and a stash of photos and newspaper clippings. Enjoy their story here - start with the early posts and work back to today. I hope you have fun reading these.Laura Faithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00279424152357017957noreply@blogger.comBlogger45125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2712623888176165784.post-56559607141910729642013-07-07T21:37:00.001-07:002013-07-07T21:37:52.348-07:00My Dearest Margie: September 1, 1940My Dearest Margie:<br />
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Hold on to your seat Pug because here comes the dope. My train schedule won't be worked out until Tuesday, but my plans seem to be completed. I will arrive in California in December and should be in Los Angeles about 10 days or so before Christmas. I will have to leave before Christmas to get to Ft. Worth but doing it this way I will have more time in LA and I might be able to work in a little vacation then and have more time to spend with you. The plans are about like this. Leave Tuesday night for Manhattan, Kansas arrive noon Wednesday the 4th. Leave Saturday the 7th and arrive in Denver Sunday the 8th. Leave there about Friday the 13th arrive back in St. Louis, Mo on the 15th or 16th. Leave there about Sat the 21st and get into Moscow, Idaho Tuesday 24th. That takes care of my rushing duties and I start on my regular visitation on the 29th or 30th. I take in Wash. then come back to Montana, take in the two chapters there, then to the Dakotas, Minnesota, Wisconsin, Illinois, Oklahoma, Nebraska, Wyoming, Colorado, Utah, Oregon, and then Alman and heaven.<br />
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Sort of a lot of traveling, isn't it but I think it is probably best this way and then the last wait won't be so long. This will also give me more time to see you. There will be San Francisco, home and possibly Ft. Worth if it can be worked out. Of course, as I say, this can still be changed until I get my tickets and on the train, but I hope that it works out like this. However I will probably go nuts waiting that long to see you. Also darling, if you have time you will have to write twice a day and at least once so I will have letters to read at each chapter. If I didn't I would probably get on a West bound train for LA. Your letters letting me know of your love and being able to hear from you are the only things that keep me going. You can't realize how much I love you because its beyond all material conception and will live on forever. <br />
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But darling, I get so worried at times. Your last letter telling me how people talk about you and Barb, and Gaston doubting our sincerity, etc. must make it awfully hard on you. It's hard on me too because they can say things that they know aren't true because I am away. If I were there I could prove to you anything they say about me and Barb being engaged and you being second fiddle is a pack of lies. At times I can't bear thinking of you having to take it alone because the circumstances are unusual, and it's true not many people saw us together and for that reason they love to enlarge on their imaginations.<br />
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Pug dearest, you wearing my pin is the finest thing that ever happened to me and I want you to know that embodied in it is my love for you, which is greater and higher than any love could ever be. You don't know how hard it is for me to have to stay away and not be able to prove it to everybody at home, but believe me I will just as soon as I can get back there. Without you life wouldn't be worth living and if I lost you because of the idle talk that people can think up, I would probably wipe out the whole campus full of them. I'm not worried about losing you because I know our love is too deep for anything like that to happen I just don't want any doubt or misgivings about our love to spring up. I know people will try to say it happened too quick for you to really know, but we know that isn't true and Pug I intend spending the rest of my life to making you happ, and to never regret taking my pin.<br />
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Starting this month I"m really going to save my money. At least $90 a month goes into the bank. The only time there will be less will be around Christmas when I have clothes and presents to buy. <br />
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The clippings you sent me were swell except that one of them would have to have shell and Morton in it. Boy! will they have a good time talking about is. That old bag, she isn't worth an old cigar butt. <br />
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I hope I can be sending pictures home soon. You pick out a nice book and send me the bill. They haven't found my film yet but they had better or I will sue for plenty. I had shots of the loveliest girl in the world on them, and only a couple of million would compensate for them being lost. Then I could retire and I wouldn't need any pictures cause I wouldn't let her out of my sight except for a few minutes at a time. (Guess who? )<br />
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Foreman is taking us out for a farewell dinner tonight so I have to close and get ready. But please remember Pug you have always been the only one for me and always will be. I have always held to our high ideas and please believe me when I say you can always trust me completed no matter how far away I am.<br />
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For ever ours darling, <br />Jim<br />
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P.S. If you get this Tuesday, write me next at the SAW House, Manhattan Kansas.Laura Faithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00279424152357017957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2712623888176165784.post-72103246976110534702013-03-10T19:59:00.003-07:002013-03-10T19:59:39.078-07:00My Dearest Pug: August 31, 1940My Dearest Pug,<br />
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Please don't get excited or worried over this special delivery job, I just sent it this way because of Labor Day and I knew this was the only way I could get a delivery to you before Tuesday. I know if I had to wait two days to hear from you I would go beserk.<br />
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Darling, thanks so much for calling up it was wonderful to hear from you. However, after I hung up and the spell of hearing your voice had worn off somewhat, I started kicking myself around the room for not being able to think of anything to say. I know if you ever did phone up sometime I would be too surprised to think of anything, and sure enough that's what happened. Later I thought of so many things I could have said like the trip to Fort Worth etc. but when I look back on it, it seems everyting was really quite inconsequential in what I said. That damn Schoth was standing right by the door and I couldn't tell you how much I really missed you and how, hearing your voice like that you should be in my arms and could be telling you how much I love and adore you. I don't care if the world knows it but when I'm telling it to you its only for your ears alone. When I get out to or near the Coast, I will return the call probably a couple of times.<br />
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I'm so glad you like "Mom" so well. If you sat and talked that long and she told you all about me when I was so young, I know that she likes you ever so much too. I knew she would, although I haven't heard from her yet. Also glad to hear you and Smitty had such a good time. Was really swell of him to take you to the Victor Hugo, and when I get back the party will be on me.<br />
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Pug, I'm surprised at you, and I'm afraid I'm going ot have to disagree wiht you for the first time. It's swell that you're talking to Mr. Cope but I'm afraid Firestone will have to do without me. I'm not going ever to be second to anybody, not even Flood. If I took a job with them and there was a chance to work up to the Presidency I'm afraid Flood would have to take the back seat. I haven't played second fiddle to him yet. I was President of a more powerful organization than he was and I'm not bragging when I say I could have been President of the Knights either. I can tell you this because I should be able to tell you my wife anything, and you had better get used to the idea of being my wife. (I hope) Just before election I had to out of 30 votes pledged to me. I didn't seek them, they came to me voluntarily. However, I had only a 1.4 and had to drop out. Flood won by by 1 vote from Bill Schulte. I have never told this to anyone and I hope you don't think I'm blowing my own horn but I was sort of disappointed when you didn't think I could be tops. After all Pug, you're my inspiration now and when I get back I'll show you that I intend to go just as high as possible, so you had better get used to the idea I can. That is if you love me as much as I think. A person gets his inspiration by knowing the one he loves knows he can make the top.<br />
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Poor Bill, his letters are getting worse. Either she has fallen out of love with this other guy and has conveyed in her letters to Bill that he is tops, or else she is sure stringing him along. Quoting from his letter of today, quote, You know Hastings, I think you've found in Margie exactly what I've got in Bee Jay. As long as I know she's all for me, I'm going out and try and make a helluva success of myself. But, the moment I feel she isn't 100% with me, I lose all incentive to bust this old world wide open (That's the way I feel pug, so you're going to have to convince me it's 100%. I don't think any girl can touch you, and that's the way it should be.) I hope when I get back I can soon pop the question to her. She's back in LA and I haven't heard from her for about three days... and it's greaking my heart. No kidding, if anything happens its going to slow me down a helluva lot. I still think I can offer her the best future of anyone that's in the race. I've had some terrific letters from her when she was back here just on that point. Unquote. I sure hope she has changed her mind because if she hasn't I am sure liable to tell her off for leading him on this way. Please don't tell him I wrote you this (Maybe Firestone could use two Pres.)<br />
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I didn't think it was possible for me to think of one person so much. You're in my mind all the time and I'm just living a life of emptiness until I see you and can stay with you. A person shouldn't be away from the person he loves when she is so vital to him it just doesn't seem right. But you're right when you say it will make us mean so much more to each other, if that could be possible.<br />
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Chuck Falkenhauer is on his way home and will get in touch with you when he gets up to school to see what can be worked out.<br />
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Right now it looks like I leave Wed. night for Manhattan, Kansas. Spend a couple of days there and pull into Denver Sunday the 8th. Boy but that Denver chapter is really a problem and I'm going to be in a nest of bees. They don't get along with National office and want to be left alone. That's why they don't know how to rush and I 'm going to have a pretty tough time trying to get them to listen to me. But it is possible I'll get them to. From there I go way back to St. Louis, Missouri for 4 days and then clear back to Idaho. Some traveling or what? I hope from Idaho I can come down the coast but won't know until the last minute. Tomorrow or Monday I will be able to write you my itinerary, I hope.<br />
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Well have a nice time Monday night and give Josie my love (I thought I was going to sign off here - reason for the well.)<br />
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Please don't take me too seriously on what I had said about Firestone, but I want you to know that you have made me want to go out and really do things for you. Nobody else ever instilled that in me and that was one reason I fell in love with you so much. I'm sincere when I say I feel I can go to the limit to be a big success with you beside me and I don't feel I'm bragging when I say it. So darling, just bear with me and someday you can be wearing that ermine coat and driving your own packard, but you'll have to give up the idea of me being only vice-president, and get used to me as President. Maybe of the US, who knows?<br />
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I love you with all that I have in my and would wait for years to hold you in my arms again. But its not going to be years Pug, it's only going to be a few months even if I have to buy an airplane to get there, so until tomorrow.<br />
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Always yours,<br />
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Jim<br />
<br />Laura Faithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00279424152357017957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2712623888176165784.post-15796942262974048352013-03-10T19:08:00.000-07:002013-03-10T19:08:35.089-07:00Postcard - August 30, 1940(On a small index card)<br />
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Pug-<br />
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Not any too sharp but just something to put in the book and someday we can show to the little pugs + Grand-Pugs and say that Poppa (or Grandpoppa) was once in a Supreme Council meeting or (??).<br />
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Sort of an artificial smile but it was the best I could give seeing that my real happiness had left just three days before.<br />
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Love,<br />
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JimLaura Faithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00279424152357017957noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2712623888176165784.post-24789582620933093822013-02-10T18:31:00.000-08:002013-02-10T18:31:14.648-08:00Darling Margie: August 30, 1940Darling Margie,<br />
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Your letter telling me about everybody's reactions over the pin was choice. I wish too I could have been there and watched their faces. I'll bet that's about the biggest bombshell that has hit that campus, from the social angle, in a long time. How are the Kappa Sigs as a whole taking it, and also the DGs? It's rather funny to hear the different reactions and I hope we didn't do it too suddenly and hurt anybody's feelings. I hope Chuck doesn't think I took advantage of him, but if he does you can tell him that I have also been away.<br />
<br />I was a little sorry to hear about Barb and I hope it isn't too much of a jolt to her. Of course it was her own fault for saying we were getting married when I got back because there never was that understanding and the engagement angle people are always talking about is plumb crazy. I know that your judgement is best and you can tell whether or not it was the right time. I hope so especially if Bartlett and Johnston have been talking. The trouble with us is that we worry too much about other people's feelings. I'm so proud of you I naturally want you to wear it and let everybody know it. There was bound to be talk either way and at least this way we can knock down anything Chuck + B try to say about our getting together on the rebound. I will be glad when you can get the jeweled pin and I hope Kress can engrave it like we want it.<br />
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I'm waiting anxiously for your letter tonight to tell me all about lunch with Mother. I know the two of you must have gotten along swell and I'm glad you were able to get together so soon. Also glad to hear you're going over for dinner with your Mother and Johnny. Sort of funny I can't be there the first night our parents get together darnit. They'll know your Mother and brother better than I do. Anyhoo it's marvelous hearing how it all comes out. Like reading a story only much better.<br />
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Say, I'm working on a great idea Pug. Chuck Falkenheimer, Pres. of the house, will probably be coming down to Fort Worth for the convention during Christmas vacation. He is going steady with a girl also named Marge and we're trying to work it so the three of you can drive down after Christmas. He will get his gas money paid by the fraternity and your expenses in Fort Worth would not be much and I would handle that.<br />
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He is pretty sure Marge can go and the two of you could get a room together and keep each other amused while we're busy. I won't consent to it unless I pay for the expenses because I realize how much the trip back here cost you. However with it being split three ways the expense won't be very great. What do you think - not a bad idea, huh, and we could spend New Year's together.<br />
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Last night we did the town up and I showed the boys all the sights. The places we hit where you and I had been drove me nuts and I didn't think I could want anybody so bad in my life. The trouble is that I feel that way every night and it just doesn't seem right that I'm not going home to you. Darling your letters are wonderful, I only wish I got two a day. Waiting every 24 hours is too hard and your letters seem to give me at least a little bit of you every day.<br />
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Schindler was the star of the football game, as you probably know by now. He made two touchdowns which isn't bad (I'm getting sloppy because I'm trying to get this in before my panel.)<br />
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Write me more of people's reactions because it's very amusing and I'm getting a terrific bang out of it. I have to sign off but will write again tomorrow. I haven't fed the two pugs yet today but when I do I'll give them your love.<br />
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Also if you see Margie tell her I love her with all my heart. I hear she is wearing somebody's pin, the lucky guy.<br />
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Until tomorrow,<br />
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All my affection, <br />Jim Laura Faithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00279424152357017957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2712623888176165784.post-85162427806465832002013-02-03T20:59:00.002-08:002013-02-03T20:59:28.217-08:00Dearest Pug: August 29, 1940<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Dearest Pug,<br />
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Guess where? Yes that's right and it's driving me nuts. Just one of the spots I'm showing the boys but the memories it brings makes me just to want to stay here, close my eyes and think of that Sunday night of August 11th. We're taking in a lot of places but they all seem empty without my Pug. Tomorrow is the last day of school and then a short rest. The band is now playing the theme song and I'm completely lost, I wonder why? As always,<br />
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Love, JimLaura Faithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00279424152357017957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2712623888176165784.post-52738858301350914542012-08-02T21:50:00.003-07:002012-08-02T21:50:57.053-07:00Little Pug 2012: Welcome Juliet Hastings!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The newest little pug made her big debut today. Here she is with Great Grandma Margie: <br />
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<br />Laura Faithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00279424152357017957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2712623888176165784.post-46239931425408746182012-03-24T07:50:00.001-07:002012-03-24T07:50:02.950-07:00Dearest Margie: August 29 - 5 O'ClockMy Dearest Margie,<br />
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I hope my letter of this morning convinced you of my feelings and assured you that no matter what people say you will be the dearest thing to me I have. Darling, I was so worried when I got your letter that I almost hopped on a plane and flew out to you. Letters can't convey to you in strong enough words what you mean to me.<br />
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I received your letter at ten minutes to 9 and my panel was at 9. Well I was so scared that I wrote the letter up in front of the class while Don was giving his speech. I couldn't get it off soon enough and that explains why it was so sloppy, but I hope it carried to you what I feel and always will feel.<br />
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Margie dear, you're too fine to ever be a second fiddle to anyone and if people are saying I hung my pin on the rebound they had better watch out for me when I get back. Barb nor any other girl can hold a candle to you and I know you must believe me when I say you are the first and only girl I have really loved. I'm not bragging or rationalizing when I say she loved me. She did everything in her power to make me give her my pin those last two weeks. Even in her letters she was always hinting and I know that she felt that way until I wrote her that Sunday. Darling, if they say she threw me over you can say they're all wet. You were the one I loved when I left and you're going to be the one when I return for ever after. Just tell them to ask my close friend who I liked even before school ended and they will find out Barb was "second fiddle" even thought circumstances kept me from going out with the "one and only" until my last week. Guess who?<br />
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Your first letter after you got home was great and one again thank your Mother for me for the lovely note. If it's perfectly all right with her that you wear the pin, well naturally I am very happy and proud. <br />
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I am sure glad Smitty phones and took you out. He's a true friend and a great guy. I'll bet you both had a swell time although if you talked about that Hastings guy much it must have been awfully boring. It's sure swell to have friends that you can trust to take care of your girl friend and I certainly want her to be taken care of right. Only the best for "little pug."<br />
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I realize how you feel about my going out and it makes me very proud to have you look on me that way. Last night at our dance I had no yearning to attend as dancing without you wouldn't be dancing at all. At 10 I went down to the post office and got your letter and one from Traegerman and enjoyed the rest of the evening reading your letter over and over. <br />
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Boy but I wish I could have seen F. S. and B.M.O.C. Ellis (God's gift to T.N.E.) when they heard the news. We had an understanding all right but I think I'm the only one who understood it. Traegerman was thrilled no end and wrote me a very nice letter. He knows how I felt about Barb, tell the wolves to ask him. And if they hurt you in anyway or cast any aspersions they had better hide from the tornado from Chicago when he arrives because he won't mince words. As I said in my conscious is clear and I have done nothing with my other dates that I am ashamed of. I have stuck by my ideals. If they could sling mud by telling the truth I would have no right to get mad, but when they tell falsehoods they are liable to get my dander up. I have been like you in a large respect and some of the D.G.s used to get mad when I would take others out, so they might try to tell you I'm not the settling down type, but I will also show them, and you too Pug.<br />
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We have always been truthful with each other, so I have a confession to make. I have been sharing some of my time with a too charming campus queen. Not one mind you but two. I didn't think you would mind seeing you are so far away and I had to have someone I could love in the meantime. They're awfully cute and I just love to run my hands over their hair. Yes, they are two little squirrels and, Pug, I wish you could see them. I carry nuts over to them and Foremen told me how to call them. They just come hopping over the lawn and when they get near they sit and wiggle their noses. Then they hop around a couple of times to make sure I won't hurt them and finally come bounding over and eat the nuts in my hand. I get the biggest laugh out of it and I didn't think under the circumstances you would mind my sharing both of our love to them. You see everything I like now and enjoy I feel you would also be enjoying so it's not my love I give out but ours. All mind is yours so although the two pugs over on Campus don't know it, they are really being fed by two of us. And believe me, they are pugs too, maybe we had better include them in our corporation.<br />
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I'm having some pictures sent out to you of the training school. One is all of the delegates and the other is the faculty. A little later another one will arrive taken of the Supreme Council. They aren't any too good because my big mouth as usual dominates my face, but at least they will be remembrances of the day when I was one a big shot? in the fraternity.<br />
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Next time you see my folks, you might show them the pictures.<br />
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Well I must sign off and show the boys the town tonight, but as usual I will always be thinking of you and my good friend the breeze says he will whisper to you how very much I love you and if you want he will really blow in to Los Angeles and let the whole town know it.<br />
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All of my love darling,<br />
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Big Pug<br />Laura Faithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00279424152357017957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2712623888176165784.post-28925406586892878722012-03-24T07:19:00.000-07:002012-03-24T07:19:10.050-07:00Dearest Pug: August 29, 1940Darling,<br />
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I just got your special delivery letter and it was wonderful, but darling, I'm sorry if I scared you in anyway. When I quoted Lee Wilson I was just trying to put a little humor into my letter but I see now it wasn't very good. When I said you had me puzzled I was really just kidding like I am always doing. Pug dearest I love you more than anything else in the world and no matter what other people say I will always feel that way. Lee really thinks it is swell and so does every body else.<br />
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Darling this being away is going to be awfully tough on both of us as it will just be an incentive to make people talk. I'm sorry to hear Barb has started her campaign so soon, but when people say Bartlett knew we were over first they are just talking through their hats. I read you part of her last letter, but that was only the mild part. I know she loved me and she would have waited for me. But darling she wasn't the one and there never has been or never will be another. Just you.<br />
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Really Pug I can't express in words how much I love you and how worried I am that you think there is any doubt in my mind about it. The trouble in writing is that you can't tell exactly whether I'm serious or not so I'll try and be careful what I write. I'll always be truthful to you so maybe that was one reason why I was quoting Lee. But don't worry, anything that guy could say or anybody else just flows off me like water off a duck's back. My love for you is the deepest thing I have ever had and it always will be. I trust you and love you for what you stand for. As a matter of fact after I talked to Nelson I admired you all the more.<br />
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In my last letter I told you my whole life and ambition was centered in you. I meant that and I don't think I will really live again until I am with you. But please don't worry about other people talking and shaking that (my love) in any way. There is only one person I believe and that's my pug, but I'm really not worried because all the people I have talked to so far are all for us.<br />
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I am worried about what people will say there at home because people can be awfully catty, especially in a circumstance like ours. But no matter what they say about me, I have a clear conscious and the only reason they would say anything is just to have something to talk about. They can't hurt me, but I don't want them saying anything that might hurt you.<br />
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I know our love is above 90% of the people on that campus and our friends realize that, and they are the ones that really count. I don't need to repeat how much I trust you, and I only hope you trust me half as much and everything will be fine. One reason reason I love you so much is that I trust your judgement so much (sorta repeating myself you'll have to excuse this writing here in this letter but I'm so jumbled and worried that I can't write it fast enough and get it in the mail to you soon) and I know any think you do is going to be right.<br />
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Darling your letter expresses exactly how you feel and I want you to know I feel the same way. I could change the heading to my very dearest Margie and sign it Jim and you would have my ideas of how I feel towards you. One reason we love each other so much is that we are so much alike and share the same high ideals.<br />
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I'm glad you're wearing the pin and I want you to wear it always, even after I've bought the ring that I hope I can get soon. I know you can prove to everybody that this is the real thing and I can hardly wait until I get out there and help you prove it. Pug, everything I stand for is embodied in you, and you are going to always be my inspiration, my happiness and my life. You could take me I know only with this realization. Dearest ours is a real love, not one of just admiration and respect, although that plays the major part but there is more to it than that. You are a part of me and our love for each other is untouchable by anything petty and cheap. It goes way down to the core and I will always trust you even thought you're 20,000 miles away.<br />
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You are always in my mind because your my guiding star and please don't ever think again that I have any doubt as to who I love and who I want to marry. It will always be you and our love will be the finest and most ideal of any love.<br />
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Please take care of yourself and watch the cold. My world is in you now and I want nothing to happen to it. I'll write again tonight.<br />
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All my love and adoration,<br />
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JimLaura Faithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00279424152357017957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2712623888176165784.post-67463856923338791622012-01-03T19:10:00.000-08:002012-01-03T19:10:18.039-08:00Dearest Pug: August 26, 1940<style>
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<span style="font-family: Candara;">August 26, 1940</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara;">Dearest Pug,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara;">I hope you will excuse
this letter but ever since yesterday I haven’t had a moment to myself. By
typing it I can make it look official, although I won’t have time to say much
because I am being called to do something every minute. But I didn’t want you
to get home and not find a letter and think something was wrong. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara;">Your letters and postcards
sent [to] me across the continent were swell and I hope you enjoyed your trip
home. The relatives didn’t sound like bags after all, according to your
letters. I’m glad to hear it because I do want my future relatives to be nice
people, although I can’t recommend mine especially high to you. Good old
farmers - - you know the type, straw sticking out of their ears and the
backbone of the nation. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara;">It looks like I might be
on the coast earlier than I expected. The chapter from Idaho is determined that
I be out there the last week of September to help in rushing, and it looks like
they might convince Al. If they do I will probably come down the coast from
there and arrive in San Francisco the last of October. Darling, it will be
marvelous to see you again but the only trouble with that is that it leaves
such a long gap until the next time. I doubt if I could take it that long. I’m
just like you and seem to be living just in your memory and the little things
that affected me so much. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara;">Lee Nelson, Marshall and
all the boys are here and are quite surprised to hear about us. Nelson
especially, he can’t quite figure you out. That doesn’t bother me in the least
because I can’t figure him out and never did approve of his ideas. Evidently
when you went with his friend you were quite a source of puzzlement to him.
Just like you are to me Pug, only I love it. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara;">I got a very nice letter
from Cope. In it she said it looked like Johnson and Barnett were hitting it
off. If that is the case then it might be a better idea for you to let people
know that you have my pin so they won’t think you’re taking the next best thing.
However, your Mother will know what is best and you two can work it out. I just
don’t like to see him getting all the breaks, especially when I knew so long ago
that you didn’t really care for him. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara;">My but it is amazing how I
believe you, but I just can’t help it. I realize I am probably just second
fiddle but I guess I deserve what is coming to me after all the girls I have
thrown off. Let me see there was a a, can’t think of her name right now, but
there was a lot of them. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara;">Well Put I will have to
sign off but just as soon as I get a breather I will write a good letter. Might
not be many this week but when I get on the road I can write a lot. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara;">So remember I love you
with all my heart and miss you more than you can realize. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara;">Always yours,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara;">Jim</span></div>Laura Faithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00279424152357017957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2712623888176165784.post-12185076414225796952011-12-28T21:05:00.001-08:002011-12-28T21:05:58.109-08:00Darling Pug: August 23, 1940<style>
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<i><span style="font-family: Candara;">I just got your letter so
can mail this to SF instead of home</span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara;">August 23, 1940</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara;">Darling,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara;">I know this letter will
arrive before you get home but I miss you so much that I can’t help but write
because it helps in a small measure to end the longing. I never realized it
would be like this or I don’t think I would have let you leave. Honest Pug my
whole life seems to revolve around you and to not be able to see you at night
is just unbearable. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara;">Your first letter was so
marvelous I read it four times. That week was the closest to heaven I have ever
gotten and I will always remember it. Even after you have thrown me over for
the blond. (Funny I’m not really worried, maybe I should be but I love you too
much for that.) </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara;">Darling your trust in me means
too much to me that I will keep it always and will never do anything to shake
it in any way. Our ideals and ideas are so much alike that I know we shall
always be happy together, even after we have celebrated our Golden Anniversary.
(Ye gods can’t you just see me that old) no hair and all bent over a cane, and
you will probably be out spry as a fish playing with all the youngsters around
40. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara;">I don’t know how I am
going to spend these months without you, and once I get to the Coast I think
I’ll just stay in your arms and to heck with the fraternity. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara;">The Supreme Council held
its first meeting today and I had to sit in on it. Al had to make his report
and whenever anybody disagreed he would start to sulk. The way he has got those
guys fooled just makes me boil. I sat there and sweated trying to keep myself
from hopping up and blowing off about him. The way he holds their hands when he
shakes them is too too divine. Someday Pug I’m afraid I’ll let loose. I almost
did yesterday. We were at the All-Star banquet and Don and I were by the door
when Harry Smith came in. I introduced Don but didn’t call Al over. Well he
started to sulk because I didn’t introduce him and after the luncheon he raced
down to the car and just sat waiting. All the way back to Evanston he didn’t
say one word. I was just waiting for him to say something and if he had I was
prepared to let him have it, about how silly it was for a man of his age to act
like a child. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara;">I’ve got to get out on the
road quick or it’s going to be too bad for someone around there or here. I’ve
put up with one thing already but if he continues to sulk I’m going to tell him
he had better go back to Kansas and sulk with the cows. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara;">I’m pretty busy now and
Sunday I will be very busy with my panels, etc. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara;">Saw Swirles the other
night and the first thing he said was congratulations. Smith is also working
over time. Frank also asked about Chuck and I told him. He said good, that he
never did like Johnston. So Pug I guess we won’t have to worry about it getting
around but I did ask him to say nothing of the pin, not for a while anyway.
That is if you don’t change your mind and send it back. Please don’t.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara;">Guess what – I love you,
that’s just in case I never told you. This letter will sure be a “Blitz” to
your ego, but you had better get used to it. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara;">Got a letter from Flood
today and he seems to be very pleased about the whole thing. His letter is
rather pitiful in spots, however, because he has no inkling of what’s ahead of
him. At least she left Seattle without marrying the guy so maybe Flood has a
chance anyway. I’ll quote some of his letter but when you see him, don’t tell
him I did, because when he hears from B.J., he won’t want anybody to know how
he felt. Quote “sounds like you’ve found one to get along with much in the same
manner that I get along with B.J. – (another paragraph) Don’t worry about
Chuck, time takes care of everything. I’ve seen it work wonders in my case.
Take it in stride as they come – time will do the rest. (Still another
paragraph) Rite now I’m only interested in one thing – getting in a position to
get married.” Sort of sad, isn’t it? Darn it but I hope B.J. changes her mind,
but maybe its better for Flood if she doesn’t. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara;">I wrote your Mother and I
hope I worded it right. Of course, I didn’t leave out much in how I felt about
you, but I just couldn’t help it. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara;">During meeting today I
didn’t hear anything said because all I could think about was you. I can’t wait
for you and mom to get together and phone Smitty up, he’ll be expecting a call
from you. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara;">I didn’t think any gal
could do this to me but I guess I just couldn’t resist your pug nose. It goes
to good with mine just as does everything else about you. I love you always.
I’ll write again Sunday – please write everyday because your letters are the
only things that make my day bearable. As always, all my love is yours, </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara;">Big Pug</span></div>Laura Faithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00279424152357017957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2712623888176165784.post-6257429740872461242011-12-26T10:35:00.000-08:002011-12-26T10:35:43.765-08:00Merry Christmas from the Hastings!Just a note to say Merry Christmas to all from the Hastings. Enjoy some photos from our holiday celebration - a lovely time was had by all.<br />
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And, with the excellent news from Randy and Kate, we can't wait until next year for Baby 'Blueberry' Hastings first Christmas!<br />
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<br />Laura Faithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00279424152357017957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2712623888176165784.post-83153793733756758642011-12-24T11:39:00.000-08:002011-12-24T11:39:58.936-08:00Darling Pug: August 20, 1940<i>Received - Salina, Kansas </i><br />
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Darling Pug:<br />
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I don't suppose I will have to tell you how I feel because if you love me like I love you, you will know what it is like. My real self has just stopped existing and my heart is with my pug nose dream someplace in Kansas. If I had of known it would have been this bad the first night I would have made you stay until Friday. Darling I'm just living in your memory and all I can think of is the cute little things you would do that would make my heart skip and lift me high in the skies. If I can feel like this when I'm so tired I can hardly keep my eyes open, what will it be like when I'm conscious again? <br />
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I just got through writing Mom and Dad a ten page letter this size paper. I have explained my love for you and I want them to get in touch with you as soon as possible. I can't wait for them to meet you. I told them about Chuck and how I didn't take you out when I first wanted to because of him. I told them about your trip and about the pin. I said you wouldn't wear it until you thought it was right (guess what I'm playing - M of Y). Also told them I had written Barb. The rest is up to you "Frecks" but I'm not worried. <br />
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Also wrote Kress and explained the deal. Told him you would be up and give him the ten bucks. Say, I forgot to give you more money, didn't I? It really was unintentional, I thought I could use the excitement as an excuse. I only have a ten so will you get it changed and send me the rest back right away. Have to have Zombie money you know. Found a girl that can drink 5 of them and it sort of keeps me low on funds. It's worth it though - wow!<br />
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Got a letter from Reynolds Smith and he wants to hear from you when you get home - go out with him some night. I'll tell him to take you out in the near future. I have to look after my "Pug". But don't let him drive fast, he's not any too good, and you had better not let him buy you a Zombie because although I trust him I remember that glint in your eye in the B.C. (don't mean it.)<br />
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Tobiee phoned him up and wanted to know all about you and me. That Tragerman guy must be working over time. You won't have to worry about it getting around before you can put on the pin. Probably when you get off the train a perfect stranger will run up and say "have you heard about Alman and Hastings? Yes, it's true, she went back there and he's told off Bartlett, and now were just waiting for Chuck to get off the boat. It's just like something you read about." Oh well, cheer up butch, the worst is yet to come. <br />
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Smitty's phone is Wy2788.<br />
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I've got toothpicks holding my eyes open now. It's 20 minutes to 10. It took met two hours to write my letter home. How are the bags - whoops pardon me, I mean the relatives. It must be nice and restful after getting away from that Hastings guy. Don't see how you could take these late hours every night. It's hard to keep up with him because he can get along on three hours sleep a night and look just as fresh as a daisy the next day (a plenty dead daisy dear.)<br />
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Well I suppose I should close this so I can get it in the box by ten. But darling my song really is "I'll never smile again" because although I might smile around here for the boys and Al, it won't be the smile of happiness and contentment because I will really only smile that way again when I see you, and then I will feel like beaming all over.<br />
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Remember I love you always and I will have a nice long letter waiting for you at home. If there i any other place I can reach you before you get there send it to me.<br />
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Always yours,<br />
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1/2 Pug, Inc.<br />
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P.S. Al just gave me two, so I don't send ten.<br />
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P.S. P.S. I love you <br />
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<br />Laura Faithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00279424152357017957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2712623888176165784.post-64422063009517240512011-11-20T17:33:00.001-08:002011-11-20T17:36:17.810-08:00NEW TRAIN IN TOWN-- 1940<i>Note: This is direct from Grandma Margie. I am remiss in posting this; I owe many, many thanks to her for writing this all down for us. I hope you love it as much as I do. </i><br />
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IT WAS VERY EXCITING. ALL OVER THE LOS ANGELES AREA WERE BILLBOARDS
TELLING THE FOLKS ABOUT A NEW SANTA FE TRAIN. CALLED THE EL CAPITAN, IT
WENT FROM LOS ANGELES TO CHICAGO IN 39 HOURS FOR $39.00. OF COURSE, WHAT
THE BILLBOARDS DIDN'T EXPLAIN WAS THAT FOR THAT PRICE YOU SAT UP ALL THE WAY,
SLEEPING IN YOUR RECLINING CHAIR, STILL IN THE SAME OLD CLOTHES YOU STARTED
WITH, AND NO SHOWERS. BUT IT WAS PACKED ALL THE TIME. GUESS THE PRICE WAS
RIGHT.</div>
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IN AUGUST 1940 AFTER SIX WEEKS OF CORRESPONDING BY MAIL WITH JIM, GETTING
TO KNOW EACH OTHER, BUT HOW FRUSTRATING AS WE KNEW WE WOULD NOT BE TOGETHER
UNTIL CHIRISTMAS VACATION. SO HE WANTED ME TO COME TO EVANSTON , AND OF
COURSE, I WANTED TO GO. MY MOTHER AND BROTHER CONFERRED AND DECIDED THAT I
COULD GO. I WAS JUST 20 YEARS OLD, BUT GOING IN TO MY SENIOR YEAR AT USC,
SO I GUESS THEY DECIDED I WAS MATURE ENOUGH. HOWEVER, MY MOTHER DID PUT ON
A CONDITION. I WAS TO STAY IN EVANSTON WITH FRIENDS OF MY FAMILY WHEN I
WAS THERE, SO THEY COULD ACT AS CHAPERONE. MR. WATSON WAS A FRATERNITY
BROTHER OF MY DADS AT NORTHWESTERN UNIVERSITY SO SHE FELT I WOULD BE SAFE.
FROM WHAT, I DON'T KNOW. </div>
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SO OFF I WENT. FRIENDS TOOK ME TO THE TRAIN STAION, ALL DECKED OUT IN
A NEW SUIT AND HANGING ON MY SHOULDER WAS A GARDENIA CORSAGE. WHAT A
SIGHT! AFTER SITTING UP FOR THE WHOLE TRIP YOU CAN IMAGINE WHAT
A DISHEVELED PERSON DISIMBARKED FROM THE TRAIN. HOWEVER, JIM WAS SO
GLAD TO SEE ME HE OVERLOOKED THAT.</div>
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THE WATSONS WERE VERY NICE BUT DECIDED THEY WOULD SHOW ME THE
"SIGHTS" AND I FOUND OUT THAT I HARDLY HAD ENOUGH TIME TO BE
WITH JIM. THEY INSISTED TO BEING WITH US WHEN WE WERE THERE.
WELL, I HAD HAD IT!!! SO I CALLED MY MOTHER, EXPLAINED TO HER, AND
SAID I WAS GOING TO MOVE INTO THE ORINGTON HOTEL RIGHT BY WHERE JIM WAS
LIVING AT THE SAE HEADQUARTERS. MY EXCUSE FOR A CHAPERONE, WAS THAT MARGE
LARKIN'S (SORORITY SISTER) AUNT LIVED THERE AND WOULD LOOK OUT FOR
ME. I GUESS SHE WOULD HAVE, BUT I NEVER SAW HER THE WEEK I WAS
THERE. </div>
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THAT WAS GREAT. JIM RENTED A CAR (NO AIR CONDITIONING) AND WE
EXPLORED THE AREA AROUND CHICAGO. WE TOOK THE TRAIN FROM EVANSTON MANY
TIMES INTO THE CITY TO HAVE DINNER, DANCE TO BOB CROSBYS BAND, MOVIES, AND
THE EDGEWATER BEACH HOTEL TO HEAR THE BIG BAND MUSIC. YES, WE ALSO
WENT TO TRADER VICS, FOR ONE OF THEIR FAMOUS "ZOMBIES". IT WAS
A WONDERFUL 10 DAYS AND SEALED OUR LOVE FOR EACH OTHER WE HAD MANY DISCUSSIONS
ABOUT GETTING MARRIED WHEN HIS JOB WAS OVER IN JUNE, AND I HAD GRADUATED.
THE NIGHT BEFORE I LEFT WE WENT TO THE EMPIRE ROOM FOR DANCING WITH TED
FIORITO'S BAND, HAD A SEVEN COURSE STEAK DINNER, AND ANNOUNCED OUR ENGAGEMENT BY
HIS PINNING ME WITH HIS SAE PIN. THE ENGAGEMENT RING WAS TO COME IN
FEBRUARY. THE EVENING WAS GLORIOUS AND IN LOOKING AT THE MENU I HAD
SAVED, FOUND OUT THAT THE WHOLE EVENING WAS $3.00 A PERSON. HOW ABOUT
THAT?</div>
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IT WAS HARD TO LEAVE, BUT JIM WAS ABOUT TO START MAKING THE ROUNDS ALL
OVER THE UNITED STATES OF UNIVERSITIES AND VISITING SAE CHAPTERS AT EACH
ONE. HE WAS CALLED A "TRAVELING SECRETARY" AND AS IT WAS AN HONOR THE JOB
WAS JUST FOR ONE YEAR.</div>
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FROM THAT TIME ON WE WROTE EVERY DAY, WITH A SPECIAL DELIVERY ON
SUNDAYS. I FINISHED MY UNIVERSITY DEGREE IN BUSINESS, AND WE WERE MARRIED
TWO DAYS AFTER I GRADUATED. THIS LAST JUNE WOULD HAVE BEEN OUR 70TH
ANNIVERSARY. THAT TRIP TO EVANSTON WAS THE KEY TO A WONDERFUL RELATIONSHIP
AND MARRIAGE. I AM SO GLAD IT ALL WORKED OUT, AND TO THINK THAT TRAIN
RIDE DID IT. </div>
</span></div>Laura Faithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00279424152357017957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2712623888176165784.post-83875015831440265362011-11-20T17:14:00.001-08:002011-11-20T17:32:02.839-08:00My Dearest Margie: August 6, 1940My Dearest Margie:<br />
<br />
Well I guess this will be the last letter to reach you before you leave. That sure sounds good to me because it means the time is getting closer, although these last few days will seem like ages.<br />
<br />
That's swell about your being able to stay with your friends. It will save you a lot of money and anything that will help to enable you to stay longer is great with me. You can't stay long enough to suit me so why don't you just plan to live here until September and then travel along with me. (quit dreaming Hastings.) Then I wouldn't have to ever let you out of my sight. Darling I'm going nuts waiting these last few days. I can't even sit still. But don't worry about me not being able to get to the train because Al is planning on bringing me down.<br />
<br />
I looked up your friends' address and they live on the next to last street in north Evanston. It's about 3 miles from where I live, but we shall figure out someway to close the gap. After 2,000 that seems only a hop and a jump. But I'm liable to be very selfish with you, and if they want you to spend some time with them they'll have to get an appointment from me. But all kidding aside I think it's swell for them to ask you to stay and I really appreciate their offering to take me to the train.<br />
<br />
I finally got a letter from home. The reason it was so late was due to to the operation on my brother's eye and they were waiting to find out how it came out. It was a success and he's doing fine. I wrote them a letter today telling them about your coming so if you get a chance to get over and see them I know they would be delighted. I would too. I explained your trip the way you wanted me to, to them.<br />
<br />
The weather back here is perfect now. It must know you are coming. Do you have as seat by the window? I know you shall enjoy the ride because it is very comfortable, or at least it was for me because I can sleep standing up if I'm tired. Watch the wolves on the train and if any of them bother you I shall fix him when he gets off, after I get through with more immediate business.<br />
<br />
It's hard to write this letter because with you coming back I want to save everything for then.<br />
<br />
It still doesn't seem possible and I probably won't believe it until I can feel you in my arms and hear you talk. I think we found out just an hour before I left and now that we have the chance to experience it back here where we don't have to worry about people timing is more than I could have ever hoped or. So if you feel like me, these last few days will seem like snails moving along. When I see you I'll probably be in a stupor and you'll have to knock it out of me and convince me it's really you.<br />
<br />
We have a guest tonight for dinner and they're waiting for me again. So Darling I'll be anxiously waiting and counting the hours until I can take you in my arms and tell you I love you. So until that wonderful moment I can just send all of my love by Uncle Sam.<br />
<br />
Always yours,<br />
<br />
JimLaura Faithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00279424152357017957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2712623888176165784.post-30638239106076589672011-11-20T17:09:00.001-08:002011-11-20T17:14:19.378-08:00Darling Margie: August 3, 1940Darling Margie:<br />
<br />
Well here I am in the "deah Ol South" trying to kill time and make it go faster. Today we covered all of Kentucky and it was a real experience. It is beautiful around Lexington, which is the center of the Blue Grass region, but the rest of the state is very poor, and going to the dogs. I took some pictures of the famous horse farms, with the race horses and the colts. Every time I saw a white horse I made a wish, but I'm not going to tell you what it was for then I would be afraid it might not come true. However you can probably guess what it was because if you miss me just 1/10 as much as I miss you, you'd be making the same wish too.<br />
<br />
This will be a hurried letter because we just got in and the boys are waiting on me to go to dinner. But I wanted to drop you a line to let you know I'm thinking of you always. When we're driving along all I can think of is the marvelous time we're gong to have when you get back.<br />
<br />
When I get back there might be a letter from my family and I can write you and tell you where they are.<br />
<br />
Tomorrow night I shall write another letter telling you more about the trip and also how I'm going crazy waiting for Sunday to arrive, and once again how much I really do miss you.<br />
<br />
So until then please excuse this excuse for a letter and remember all my love is for you.<br />
<br />
Always,<br />
<br />
JimLaura Faithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00279424152357017957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2712623888176165784.post-26347687563100102322011-10-16T19:56:00.000-07:002011-10-16T19:56:57.458-07:00Dearest Margie: August 1, 1940My Dearest Margie,<br />
<br />
That August 1 looks pretty good up there, but until I can put another 1 after it I won't be very happy But just think when it is the 11th I can take you in my arms and then as far as I am concerned time can just stand still. Do you suppose if I wrote Roosevelt and told him the situation he would change the time schedule to 120 minutes to an hour like he changed Thanksgiving? I think if he did I would have him elected again.<br />
<br />
Say young lady, if you think I'm going to put our love on any mathematical basis when you get back here you are crazy. Once I get you in my arms I'm liable to never let you go. But maybe I had better not say that because I don't want to scare you from coming, and i you didn't come I think I would just start walking until I came to California. I hope you told your mother that everything will be alright as far as your living quarters are concerned, and that there are a number of very respectable places for you to stay. I want her to be able to put her trust in me, just like I want you to. I'll have everything arranged and then you can take the place you like best when you arrive.<br />
<br />
About Barb. I think you are right, and that's what I intend to do. I have hardly written her at all and the letters have certainly been anything but complementary. Her letters are very short, just as mine are, and I am sure now there won't be any trouble in my telling her. I certainly am positive now than ever that that is all off just as I was when I told you, so please don't let that part worry you at all. My gosh I hardly know any other women exist since your letter saying you were coming, and if I even looked at one before that it was purely a platonic feeling. So see what you have done. But I love it, and you too by the way.<br />
<br />
Cope and I had a swell time while she was here. I hope I sold her on the idea that I'm on the level, and that, that week of ours meant everything to us that we showed. It didn't exactly make sense to her and Flood I guess, but I think they realize now that we weren't kidding. We'll prove it to them and everybody else when I get back.<br />
<br />
Got a letter from Traegerman today in which he asked me what it was all about. He can't seem to realize it happened all in a week either, because when I last talked to him I hadn't yet taken you out. He said he had talked to you over the phone.<br />
<br />
Darline that last letter o yours was marvelous, (the one that you wrote Monday, so was Tuesday's) but I have only read it four times now. How do you do it, maybe when you get back here you can teach me how.<br />
<br />
I think we might go to Kentucky this week and I hope so because it will make it go faster. You know that every night I go to bed just as early as I can, so the next day will get here sooner. I should be in good condition when you get here.<br />
<br />
Say I'm glad to hear you're doing so good in school. To get an A from Erickson is all right, as a matter of fact it's damn good. I'm sure saving up the rewards for you, but for once the giver is luckier than the receiver.<br />
<br />
Al just threw some water this way so please excuse the blurs.<br />
<br />
I haven't heard from my family now for two weeks, so they might be in Balboa. Don't you worry about what they might think because they're swell about anything like that and don't have the least of suspicions. I can hardly wait to introduce you to them and I know they will be dying to meet you.<br />
<br />
Please don't be mad at me about the pictures, but believe me I really had a hard time picking out which one to keep. I'll make up for the postage you spent when you get back. I feel guilty your spending so much for me.<br />
<br />
That is really marvelous about your pictures with Desmonds and I'll be looking forward in pointing with pride to them and saying, "there is the girl I love" and then everybody will be jealous of me.<br />
<br />
Maybe my next letter will be from Kentucky, but remember I love you just as much there or anywhere, and I'll be thinking of you always, and waiting for the day to see you again.<br />
<br />
Love, <br />JimLaura Faithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00279424152357017957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2712623888176165784.post-13850673572003456102011-09-03T16:05:00.000-07:002011-09-03T16:05:13.977-07:00Dearest Margie: July 30, 1940
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 10.0pt;">Margie
Dearest- </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 10.0pt;">Well two
more days have passed but darn it they seem to go so slow. You will probably
get mad at me for writing so many letters but it seems to help and then I like
to get letters from you assuring me that everything’s alright and that your
still coming.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 10.0pt;">I almost
wrote yesterday because I found out that I probably won't get to Los Angeles
until the first of December. If you weren't coming back I think I would have
gone nuts when I heard that. Honestly it means so much to me to be able to see
you soon. If I had to wait until December I know I would have gone into worrying
about things and afraid that it would go on the rocks before we had a chance to
try it. And especially before I had a chance to tell you again that I really
meant it, that Wednesday night.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 10.0pt;">I enjoyed
your card from the Grove. They'll be giving you a free life pass to that place
pretty soon. Of course I won't mind if you let me be the one to escort you, but
I might get a wee bit jealous if somebody else was the lucky party. But please
don't let the atmosphere get you with somebody else in there and decide
you were mistaken, because that would break my heart. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 10.0pt;">Heard from
Flood today and he won't be through until September 15. I was hoping he would
be there when you were here and we could have a great old get together, but I
guess that will have to wait until I get to LA. They are going to make him work
in a station after all, I'll bet he'll love that. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 10.0pt;">In your
last letter you said you would leave whenever it was best for me, either Sunday
or Monday. Well I'm going to keep you here just as long as I can, and if you
think it was hard keeping me from going that Wednesday night, just wait until I
try to keep you from leaving. I won't be mean about it of course because I
realize that you’re on a limited schedule, but I'm sure going to try and make
it hard for you to want to leave. I hope I'm successful in making you feel like
you did Wednesday night again, because that's what I want to do more than anything
else. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 10.0pt;">Last night
I sat out on the porch with just my pajamas on listening to all the
recordings. It was a beautiful night out and I felt as though maybe you were
sitting in LA thinking the same things I was, and wondering why the time
couldn't pass just a little bit faster until that week and just stop. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 10.0pt;">I wrote a
letter to my Senator or should I say our Senator, telling him I didn't like the
idea of the compulsory draft and that if he wanted me to reelect him next year
he had better have it defeated. I also told him that if it did pass I was going
to run against him as Senator next year and that when I got my machine rolling
he wouldn't have a chance. I guess that's telling him, huh. Do you think I
scared him? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 10.0pt;">I can
hardly wait to write my short story but I think it will be much more effective
if I wait. I'll let you in on one thing, though, it starts earlier than yours.
It starts in the Westport Beach Club where you were talking with Flood. It was
just about time to leave, but I remember staying because I liked to hear you
talk, and I thought looked very nice, just the kind of person I had always
looked for. But then I remembered that you and Chuck practically went steady,
and I remember I left thinking that Chuck was a very lucky fellow. But that's
just the beginning, I'll save the rest. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 10.0pt;">These
letters must seem awfully dense and screwy to you, and I'm sorry there aren't
any exciting things happening around here to tell you. So I'll write a puzzle
and you can try and figure out what songs they are, and who they pertain to (I'll
bet it will stump you) so,</span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 10.0pt;">I'll never smile again until August
11 when I get too romantic and find out again that I hadn't anyone till you and
then it won't be because of the pale moon but because of the (you guess) that
I'll be able to kiss in pug nose dream.</span></i><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 10.0pt;"> (Only it had better not be a dream I'm going nuts on dreams
now.) Not very good but it fills space, but strange to say all of those records
you sent me certainly seem appropriate. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 10.0pt;">Well
darling, I’ll go back to counting the hours and you go back to your studies and
we both can be thinking of 10 days from now. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 10.0pt;">As always,
My Love,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 10.0pt;">Jim</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 10.0pt;">P.S. I'm
still anxiously waiting the pictures and I'll send them back when they come.
All except mine of course.</span></div>
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Laura Faithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00279424152357017957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2712623888176165784.post-14094680645196715622011-09-03T15:37:00.000-07:002011-09-03T15:37:51.982-07:00The Backstory: Polka Dots and Moonbeams
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<span style="font-family: Candara; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">A
country dance was being held in a garden<br />
I felt a bump and heard an "Oh, beg your pardon"<br />
Suddenly I saw polka dots and moonbeams<br />
All around a pug-nosed dream</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">The
music started and was I the perplexed one<br />
I held my breath and said "May I have the next one?"<br />
In my frightened arms, polka dots and moonbeams<br />
Sparkled on a pug-nosed dream</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">There
were questions in the eyes of other dancers<br />
As we floated over the floor<br />
There were questions but my heart knew all the answers<br />
And perhaps a few things more</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Now in a
cottage built of lilacs and laughter<br />
I know the meaning of the words "Ever after"<br />
And I'll always see polka dots and moonbeams<br />
When I kiss the pug-nosed dream</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><a href="http://www.rhapsody.com/#/artist/frank-sinatra/album/a-man-and-his-music/track/polka-dots-and-moonbeams">Click
Here for Frank Sinatra's version on Rhapsody</a></span></div>
Laura Faithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00279424152357017957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2712623888176165784.post-75144915574732966252011-08-23T21:07:00.000-07:002011-08-23T21:07:09.499-07:00The Backstory: Why Pug?<span style="font-size: small;"><i style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Margie sent this to me in email today, in response to Dean's question "How come Dad called you pug or pugs and did he call you that all your life together?" I hope you love it as much as I do. </i></span><br />
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<div><span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;">yes he did. and i remembered why that name stuck.</span></div><span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"> <div> </div><div>remember when we first noticed each other in probably April 1940? well my good friend evelyn, who was engaged to john,an sae, knew how i wanted to get to know grandpa better. so when the sae spring event came up, somehow she knew that wes stone didn't have a date and as he knew me, he asked me to come with him.</div><div>it was an all day affair at the norconian club in corona. swimming, lunch, etc, and after dinner dancing to a small band playing "our" kind of music. big band and all that good stuff.</div><div> </div><div>an aside!!! kass, my sorority sister, was there and when we were in the pool, all guys and gals, her</div><div>falsies came out of her swimming suit and floated on the surface of the water. fortunately, no one knew where they came from but a few of us. lots of laughs. i think in that naive time, most of the boys didn't know what they were.</div><div> </div><div>of course grandpa and i noticed each other all day, but really didn't talk at all. but when the dancing started, somehow he asked me to dance. i don't know if barbara had gone to the ladies room, or was dancing with someone else, or even where she was, but we did dance and the electricity was great. only one dance, but the song was "polka dots and moonbeams" (something like that) and the words at the end were </div><div>"pug nose dream". that became our song. the other song was "nearness of you" which on our first date at the cocoanut grove became special too. so when i was in chicago we played those songs and that is where pug or pugs came about. also probably because i had sort of a pug nose.</div><div> </div><div>at our wedding while the guests were arriving and waiting for me to come down the aisle, grandpa had the organist play those two songs. every now and then when i hear either one, it hits me two ways. a wonderful memory but then i tear up and have to turn the music off. i guess that is why records were always special gifts to each other. each song represented a special day in our lives together. </div></span><span style="font-size: small;"><i style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> </i></span>Laura Faithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00279424152357017957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2712623888176165784.post-89344080580093249102011-08-18T22:54:00.000-07:002011-08-18T22:54:03.872-07:00Dearest Margie: July 26, 1940My dearest Margie:<br />
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I didn't think I could be any happier than I was Sunday night when I found out you were first coming back. Then came the sad news and I didn't think I could feel any worse. <u>But</u>, when the telegram came Wednesday night I just about burst with joy. It was about 100 degrees that night and we had gone down swimming. Then we came back to the Temple and and sat on the grass to keep warm. I was feeling so low, because I had been thinking of all the things we could do when you got back. Then when that fell through I just couldn't quite realize it. So Wednesday night I was sitting on the lawn and thinking of the things we could have done, and feeling low enough to sit on a cigarette and dangle my feet. Then all of a sudden Don said a telegram had come for me and they had returned it to the office. So I went in to phone, not knowing just what to expect, and told the man to read it. Well he got as far as "Mother says you win" and I yelled "that's enough, I'll be right down." Well you should have seen me. I ran out of that Temple with just my bathing suit on, a five blocks to Western Union without stopping. I was so happy I just had to send a telegram. I probably didn't say much, I was so excited, but I do remember saying I was walking on air again, and believe you I was. I walked down the street with the biggest smile on my face that people just stared.<br />
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It was sure funny, our stenographer that morning had said, "what's the matter with you; you look as though you'd lost your last friend." When I told her, she said "well, cheer up, something might happen." So when she came to work the next morning and I came downstairs whistling and smiled she said, "O ho, I was right, something did happen didn't it?" And boy did I tell her the good news.<br />
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So once again I'm counting the hours until you come, and Margie it's going to be so wonderful. I'll find you a nice place to stay and maybe I can rent a car for part of the time so we can see everything. Yes, I will, now that I think it over.<br />
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I want you to tell your mother how much I really appreciate her trust and faith in me, and assure her that I will do everything in my power to see that you are well taken care of, and that no harm will come to you in any way. I'll see to it that you stay in a very respectable place and she will not regret having let you come.<br />
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I also want her to know that although I am terribly happy you are coming back, I would not want either of you to do anything that might heavily burden you financially later on.<br />
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You know, I could write another story and I think I will, but maybe I should wait until you've been back here. However I feel certain that I can write the finish right now the way we want it to.<br />
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That's marvelous that you have sent two more pictures. I think I'll put one on my desk, one on my dresser and carry the third around with me. Much as I would like to do that, I realize that the other two must be sent back. Thank you for being so good to me, but why don't you send them collect? I'm getting to be an awful expense to you and that's not right.<br />
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Last night we had a terrific electrical storm here that cooled it off some, so maybe the weather will be good when you get back.<br />
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I have just about as hard a time working as you do studying, because all I can think of is what we will do when you get back. I hope I haven't changed any for the worse since I left you. I'm sure I haven't because with you always on my mind I would have to change for the better, but maybe you won't think so when you see me again. After all you've only known me a week, but there's nothing I want more to do, than to keep you feeling toward me the way you do now, or if I'm lucky enough to increase that feeling.<br />
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Because of the heat I haven't done anything worth writing about, and I probably won't until August 11th, so these letters might get awfully dull to you, with me talking all about a girl named Alman, and nothing else.<br />
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Well, study hard and for everyone 1/10 point you get over a one point maybe I can give you a kiss, huh? I can't very well lose on that, but just because I made that threat don't you go and flunk all your courses. Because I won't really if you don't want me to. (Just try and stop me.)<br />
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So until Sunday, I send all of my love,<br />
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Jim<br />
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Laura Faithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00279424152357017957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2712623888176165784.post-45024587096750170082011-08-15T08:29:00.000-07:002011-08-15T08:29:14.939-07:00Dearest Margie: WALKING ON AIR!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGyQjAgnnUNCzytKx-OyhseW8kwvpjE3iGQIU-eyjJNS21WPBKxxlvVzRXx0GxtguE6HL3vCsZVUp0p7IE2kEeC5nHC4Fuvjltk2gZNVjtmxFMKtNSeC-P3l-1UDzeDgvYH7HEXUvFsjYG/s1600/Western+Union+Telegram+July+24+1940.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="277" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGyQjAgnnUNCzytKx-OyhseW8kwvpjE3iGQIU-eyjJNS21WPBKxxlvVzRXx0GxtguE6HL3vCsZVUp0p7IE2kEeC5nHC4Fuvjltk2gZNVjtmxFMKtNSeC-P3l-1UDzeDgvYH7HEXUvFsjYG/s400/Western+Union+Telegram+July+24+1940.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
Laura Faithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00279424152357017957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2712623888176165784.post-49425323889747003452011-08-07T12:29:00.000-07:002011-08-07T12:29:59.682-07:00Just for Fun...Here is a picture with a picture! Grandpa and his beloved Pug picture. Enjoy. :)<br />
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However, lest we feel too bad for Jim, let's see this lovely picture of his beloved that he gazed upon each day. Grandma found it the other day, fortunately having saved it. And I can tell you, she is just as beautiful today as when this picture was taken. She is absolutely lovely, is she not?<br />
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I don't know exactly how to start this letter because things have happened so fast these last few days that I can't keep up with my feelings. I can't tell you how much I was disappointed to hear you couldn't come, I just felt at first like sitting down and crying for once. But Margie I want you to know that I realize the situation and although I feel disappointed, I also feel as you do, that maybe it's for the best. I am very sorry to hear your mother isn't strong enough for a train trip, but I know she will soon be in perfect health and you wouldn't want to do anything that would hinder its improvement. Please tell her that I greatly appreciated the note she wrote me, and give her my deepest regards.<br />
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I really never looked forward to anything more in my life than that week you were going to spend with me. Darline I was just walking on air and I knew that this couldn't be just temporary, but that it was love. I'm not trying to make things worse, but just trying to tell you that this must be the real thing. And that's what's driving me mad, not being able to see each other and really experiencing it. Gosh! I wonder what it's like, this ought to make San Francisco terrific, if I ever get there. I've just got to get there early, and you do too, even if I have to send a railroad ticket to you. <br />
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I've been thinking it over and I've decided that as long as you can only be there about three days, I will take the weekend off from the chapters and get a room in the city so I can spend just as much time with you that's possible.<br />
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But darling, I am worried. What if Chuck should come back a changed boy, which I imagine he will do, then the old feeling might return before we got a chance to see each other and really find out if what we feel now is true. I guess that's one reason why I looked forward so much to seeing you, but the real reason I guess will just have to wait until I can tell you in person in Frisco. I'm playing "I'll Never Smile Again" and maybe you don't that's appropriate. I really think the part that says I'll never smile again until I smile at you was written for me.<br />
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I got your picture and I liked it very much. However, if its the wrong one I'll send it back, but hurry and get the other one here. And if its not as good or better I'm liable to put you over my knee and spank you, instead of taking you in my arms, when I meet you at the train. (Don't believe me I'm just kidding. I used to dream of taking you in my arms when you got off the train in Chicago, but I'll just have to postpone that.)<br />
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Your story was wonderful and now I'm just hoping the end comes out the way we want it too. I think one way you could pep me up would be to write me everyday, but I realie that's a hard job.<br />
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Say, maybe I'm awfully dumb, but what Ginny are you talking about? Not that I know very many of them, but the only one I can think f is Conzeleman.<br />
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The head is driving me nuts. It hit 100 here today and I have to wear two shirts a day because it's awfully sticky. Even worse than California.<br />
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Keep your fingers crossed and maybe I'll be out in Denver, Colo. in about six weeks. I hope so because the nearer I can get to the coast the better. Gosh Denver seems almost like home. Maybe i could get an extra roundtrip ticket from LA to Denver and you could com ethere for the weekend.<br />
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I don't like this bachelors life at all, and although I can get a couple of dates now, they don't interest me.<br />
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I'm worried about something else too. Back here they say if this military training passes Congress that all men from 21 - 25 will be drafted withing a month. I'm right near Ft. Sheridan and some of the officers said I might be in the first draft. Do you know what that means? It would be months before I could see you because I would be in a military camp for about 6 months. If this does happen I'm going to either fly out there or send for you, because I'll be darned if I'm going to wait for ever to see you. I would if I had to, but I will first do everything in my power to get to you. this waiting and suspense is awful.<br />
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Al and I are going out and see if we can start flying lessons and then maybe we could escape it and get in the flying reserve.<br />
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That's about all except that I miss you so much I can't express it in writing and I will close in the way you so aptly put it, and the way I love it.<br />
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Love in love,<br />
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JimLaura Faithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00279424152357017957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2712623888176165784.post-21723662641715745782011-06-05T18:37:00.000-07:002011-06-05T18:37:01.433-07:00The Backstory: July 22 PMJim's letter makes me quite nostalgic, for times I never lived in. Perhaps that is why they seem so romantic...<br />
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Imagine, a boy waiting for a girl he loves to visit him from 2,000 miles away... a night spent listening to Glenn Miller and his orchestra (live, no less), dreaming of her coming out on the Santa Fe railroad. Only to find out it is true, and about to happen! What a dreamy yet melancholy story, when you break down the elements.<br />
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First, Glenn Miller's orchestra playing in Chicago. My grandfather LOVED swing and jazz. Glenn Miller's name was something I was familiar with at an early age, although it wasn't until writing this post that I knew the full story of his lie. More than his name, I know his song "In The Mood" (<a href="http://beta.rhapsody.com/#/artist/Art.4242/tracks" target="_blank">http://beta.rhapsody.com/#/<wbr></wbr>artist/Art.4242/tracks</a>) by the first three notes of the opening refrain - you probably do too. I just read that he died a short 4 years after Jim's letter, going down in a plane in the English Channel en route to entertain Allied Troops. Shocking! His career was so short, and his death so tragic. All this sadness associated with a song that captures the very spirit and, well, mood of the 1940's. I will never be able to listen to the song again the same way again. (By the way, if you do take a minute to check out his music at the link above, also listen to "When you Wish Upon a Star". You'll recognize that one, too, if you grew up with Disney as I did.)<br />
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Accompanying Glenn Miller was a showing of the less-than-memorable 1940's film "Untamed". Here's the plot summary from IMDb:<br />
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<i>Dr. Bill Crawford, on a hunting trip to Canada, is attacked by a bear and his guide, Joe Easter, saves his life and takes the badly-mauled Crawford to his cabin home, where he lives with his beautiful young wife, Alverna. Leaning Bill there to recover, Joe goes on a prolonged hunting trip and Bill and Alverna fall in love. The local doctor, Billar, dies during an operation which Bill completes and then decides to remain in Lost Lake and continue his practice there...close to Alverna. The lovers decide that, in fairness to Joe, Bill must return to his former city. But an epidemic of streptococcus breaks out in the Lost Lake village. Bill, untrained in the ways of the primeval woods, sets out in a raging blizzard, in search of the messenger who had been sent to the nearest town for a special serum needed to break the epidemic. Fearing for his life, Alverna follows him and they find the messenger dead in his automobile, with the serum by his side. Exhausted they stagger into a deserted cabin and drowse into unconsciousness. Meanwhile, Joe, back from his hunting trip, is persuaded by the village gossips that his wife has run off with Bill. He starts after them, in his dog-sled, with murder in his heart. </i><i> Written by <a href="http://www.imdb.com/search/title?plot_author=Les%20Adams%20%7Blonghorn1939@suddenlink.net%7D&view=simple&sort=alpha">Les Adams {longhorn1939@suddenlink.net}</a></i><br />
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What's with these names? My guess is that is why the movie doesn't really stand out from the other 4 "Untamed" movies made before 1960. Who really could say "Alverna" in a fit of passion, and not be thinking of their great aunt?<br />
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Finally, let's discuss longing. True longing. We think we know longing today, but we really don't. Today, longing is something along the lines of wanting the newest Lady Gaga album, but being stymied by an overburdened Amazon.com server. You have to wait 24 more hours than planned to get the music. Yes, it sucks. No, it's not like waiting forever. <br />
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No, true longing is wanting to see someone who is heading out to visit you - ON THE TRAIN. 3 weeks. First, Margie had to finish school. Then, she had to get to Chicago in the most economical fashion - via the Santa Fe Railroad. The El Capitan was the all coach, streamlined train that offered "low-cost passage with high-speed convenience."Regular coach fare in 1938 was $44.50. I don't know how long it took (we'll chat with Margie for our next post to get first hand commentary), but I do know there were no beds, and it took more than 24 hours. (The picture below comes straight from wikipedia here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/El_Capitan_%28train%29)<br />
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Ah, three weeks to wait and see if all these feelings are true and real. How will we pass the time? Can we speed it up, only to slow it down once Margie arrives???<br />
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Stay tuned -<br />
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