5:00 Wednesday Morning
Dear Dolores:
I might say “Good morning” but I'm afraid I would wake you out of a sound sleep. That would be tragic wouldn't it.
You will no doubt wonder what prompts me to be writing at such an unrighteous time of day as this. This is the way it is Hun. It wasn't so late when I got home from Muskegon last night but I was so tired that I thought I would prefer to get up early this morning and write a few lines. You see I skip a day in writing but by sending this out this morning you will get a letter each day this week. I couldn't reconcile myself to the thought of not sending any letter at all. And perhaps I should make another confession right here. I really would have slept much better if I had written last night after I returned. My conscience disturbed me considerably. Did you know that I had a conscience? Probably Mary E. would be surprised to hear that. I was awake at 2:00 and several other times in the early morning thinking of how I had failed.
I had a splendid time speaking at the convention last night. It was supposed to be a young people's meeting but there were several older folks there, however I believe they were all under 99. There was also quite a “flock” of preachers present in the service. I'm not boasting but I will admit that I didn't feel the least bit in bondaged to them – in spite of the fact that I was probably the youngest preacher there.
So the girls had a lot of questions to ask you did they? No, I have never been a girl so I'm not just sure what sort of questions they would be asking. Perhaps they aren't too much different from fellows in that respect. Of course they won't need to know only what you are willing to tell them. Did they embarrass you?
Dolores, I was especially glad for one particular part of your last letter. And I might say that Uncle Sam is doing better. I received a letter every day so far this week. I hope that service continues. But do you know the part of the letter I refer to? I'll tell you. You said you were selfish with my love. I'm glad you are and you have my consent to continue to feel that way about me, but I feel just the same way about you. Really, I do. I don't want to be unfair with you but I am selfish enough to want all of your affections – just for me. Is that being selfish?
Today is the opening day of the hunting season, and are we going to have fun! I am expecting the “gang” along here before long. We want to get out when the sun comes up. I must get busy now and get the coffee boiling, etc. I really do make coffee for breakfast and it is good – even if I do make it. Are you surprised to hear that? Until next time, SO-ooooo long!
LOVE,
Ted
Dear Dolores:
I might say “Good morning” but I'm afraid I would wake you out of a sound sleep. That would be tragic wouldn't it.
You will no doubt wonder what prompts me to be writing at such an unrighteous time of day as this. This is the way it is Hun. It wasn't so late when I got home from Muskegon last night but I was so tired that I thought I would prefer to get up early this morning and write a few lines. You see I skip a day in writing but by sending this out this morning you will get a letter each day this week. I couldn't reconcile myself to the thought of not sending any letter at all. And perhaps I should make another confession right here. I really would have slept much better if I had written last night after I returned. My conscience disturbed me considerably. Did you know that I had a conscience? Probably Mary E. would be surprised to hear that. I was awake at 2:00 and several other times in the early morning thinking of how I had failed.
I had a splendid time speaking at the convention last night. It was supposed to be a young people's meeting but there were several older folks there, however I believe they were all under 99. There was also quite a “flock” of preachers present in the service. I'm not boasting but I will admit that I didn't feel the least bit in bondaged to them – in spite of the fact that I was probably the youngest preacher there.
So the girls had a lot of questions to ask you did they? No, I have never been a girl so I'm not just sure what sort of questions they would be asking. Perhaps they aren't too much different from fellows in that respect. Of course they won't need to know only what you are willing to tell them. Did they embarrass you?
Dolores, I was especially glad for one particular part of your last letter. And I might say that Uncle Sam is doing better. I received a letter every day so far this week. I hope that service continues. But do you know the part of the letter I refer to? I'll tell you. You said you were selfish with my love. I'm glad you are and you have my consent to continue to feel that way about me, but I feel just the same way about you. Really, I do. I don't want to be unfair with you but I am selfish enough to want all of your affections – just for me. Is that being selfish?
Today is the opening day of the hunting season, and are we going to have fun! I am expecting the “gang” along here before long. We want to get out when the sun comes up. I must get busy now and get the coffee boiling, etc. I really do make coffee for breakfast and it is good – even if I do make it. Are you surprised to hear that? Until next time, SO-ooooo long!
LOVE,
Ted
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