3 August 1942 – Queens, New York

Dear Marion,

I’m sorry honey, but I won’t be around today as I got in late and am very tired.  I’m going to sleep till supper time.  I love you sweetheart.  I’ll see you tomorrow.

Love,

Larry

P.S.

Here’s a big kiss for you.

X

3 June 1942 – Queens, New York

My Dearest Sweetheart,

The last three nights we spent together were nothing short of heavenly.  You do things to me that have never been done before.  Your as sweet and innocent your all a fellow could ask for.  When I hold you in my arms the and everything else just disappear and become unknown.  I wish deep down in my heart that you will be mine always.  Don’t change your mind about me, ever.  Please don’t.  I also wish that one day we’ll have a little house of our own with things the way you like them and have you all to myself every night when I come home from work.  It makes a fellow feel good to know he got something to look forward at the end of a day.

He’s got security in a home and love and tender care of his wife.  I only hope that someday this will all be mine.

If you feel only half much toward me as I feel to you then I know you must love me.  I love you will all my heart darling and I never want to lose you.

I’m at a loss for words.  I really can’t explain my inner emotions.  If this letter isn’t as good as you expected it to be please don’t feel bad because I really want you, need you and love above everyone and everything else.  Your the only thing that keeps me going.  I can’t say much more now.  I’m pretty tired.  Well goodnight precious.

Love me always — as I love you.

Love,  Larry

P.S. Your the apple of my eye

Your a bright start in the sky

You’ve a big spot in my heart

And I hope we never part

Because if we do,

Honey (pause) I’ll be very blue

LR

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.

5 April 1942 – Queens, New York

This is a pink Easter card – the cover has a book with flowers and a yellow ribbon tied through the card.

On the front of the card, it says:

Easter Greetings to my Sweetheart

Inside the card, there is a little envelope with a note peeking out that says,

Just for You

On the inside of the card, it says:

Every Easter glory

Is sweeter for me today,

The sunshine seems more golden

As it falls across my way:

Each day is filled with gladness,

And all throughout the year

The springtime seems to linger —

Because of you, my Dear!

Handwritten underneath the poem:

To Marion

With love

From Larry

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