22 March 1942 – Queens, New York

Dear Marion,

I’m sorry I won’t be around to see you but I was sick today.  I didn’t go to work.  It was that egg salad sandwich I ate last night.  I’ll see you tomorrow night.  I only wish I could see you tonight.  I’m in the mood.  I’ll miss you honey.  I love you. How about you.  Well so long dear.

Love

Larry