31 May 1942 – Queens, New York

Dearest Marion,

I really don’t know why I didn’t want to come around and see you today.  But somehow I felt I wasn’t to blame for the little trouble we had Sat. night.  Whether or not it was my fault or your fault I don’t care.  I want to go on like we have been the last few months.  I was very happy because we didn’t have any arguments.  And even though I was out of work and we did[n’t] do anything, you never said a word.  I liked that.

Until I saw you tonight I’d didn’t think I’d be writing so soon.  But it couldn’t be long because I want you and I love you.

As far as getting a nice greeting when I come around to see you I don’t mind a little questioning or anything else even though I do like a nice friendly greeting.  George told me you were mad about Jimmy coming with me.  Well we only came around with the intention of staying a few minutes and then we were going home because I was going to come back about eight o’clock and he was going out.  Whenever we have plans of doing anything in particular he won’t be there.  I don’t know what you have against him but you sure can put up a fuss about it.

Regardless of Jimmy or anybody else I don’t want to have arguments with you.  So if you want to continue from where we left off Sat. morning (and I hope you do) I see you after school.  If you don’t, it looks as though I’ll lose the most because you wouldn’t lose an awful lot by losing me.  Well goodnight sweetheart I’m closing now.

Love, Larry

P.S. I love you angel, please love me.  L.R.

Excuse the envelope it’s the only one I could find.