3/27/40
Brooks Field, Tx.
Baby Girl:
I might as well admit it, I’m awfully lonesome and blue. Thank God I have such a fine bunch of men for classmates. But every once in a while, all of a sudden I get one of these spells, and it’s no joke. Fortunately they never last.
Today has been particularly trying. We had nothing at all scheduled this morning. It was fogged in until 3 o’clock this afternoon. After waiting all that time, I wasn’t scheduled to fly anyhow.
We have been having open post after duty on Wednesdays, and a few hours spent with the kids has helped break the monotony of the week. For no good reason, that has been discontinued. As usual, Kelly gets the breaks. They now have open post every night!
Well, I’ve talked to you now, so I feel better. I wish I had you here to hold tightly in my arms. You’re such a precious little bundle. Goodnight, angel.
Your own boy, Cy.