5/7/40
Brooks Field, Tx.
Honey:
I’m a rat for not writing, but each day I think the next will crystalize some of our plans. But never does.
It takes two weeks to get delivery on the Plymouth, so here’s the score. I’ll wait until graduation before doing anything definite. I have a hunch that we’ll get our orders by next Tuesday. Then, if I don’t get foreign service, I’ll order the car. That means you can pick it up about the 28th of May. Then you can drive to wherever I am in easy stages. We can fix up the license plates and identification then.
Honey, yo’ finances baffle me. Let’s be blunt! If you can’t find another job to hold you over, how much do you need to hold the fort? Please write this as I am a little hazy on how much it costs a little girl to live. You see, I never supported one before. Don’t let the Postal account worry you, as that is why I had you establish it.
The pictures were beautiful and everybody’s respect for your boyfriend’s taste went sky high. Seems as though there are others who think you verge just ever so slightly on the pretty side.
I spent the week-end at the Texas A & M, where cousin Arthur’s sister and family live. We didn’t do much, but it was fun. If I get any cross-country time while I am stationed here (ten days following graduation), I may fly up there for a day.
Well, honey, I have more things to sign for in S.A., so I’ll sign off. Four more days, nine hours, and 32 minutes until my commission becomes effective. Let me know how much you need and we’ll see what we can do.
Love, Cy.