Letters: March 18, 1952

    I really meant to write last night but I had a flight to San Diego and had to spend the night. Anyway you should get this around Thursday (I hope). The setup down here isn’t quite like I hoped it would be but it’s not too bad. There is quite a lot of flying and that I don’t like--though it’s easy. I’m staying at the BOQ at Ft. MacArthur because it’s too far to drive to LA every night and back again in the morning. At least I’ll stay here until you come down over Easter. Which reminds me--I miss you awfully much. In fact so much that I’m never going to let you out of my sight. Not in a domineering way, but nice. I’ll get to see you Friday and I can’t wait. (Does this begin to sound a bit corny?) Lost my head--
    I know you want to hear it again, about your folks, so here it is in capsule form. I think they’re wonderful, I really do. They made me feel relaxed immediately and seemed interested in what I had to say. And Hon, they were really proud of you and what you’ve accomplished. And your Dad did say that he didn’t care if you taught school or not but that it was a good thing you had a credential on which to fall back in case of an emergency. He didn’t say what the emergency might be. But they were really swell people and I hope they liked me a whole lot--inasmuch as I’m deeply in love with their daughter. Incidentally I found out where you got the nickname of Tommy. So--
    I don’t know whether you have anything planned for this weekend, and if you do, as long as it isn’t too strenuous, okay, I would like to go to a show one evening ‘cause I’ve never been to a show with you...all my friends down here are looking forward to meeting you.
    Okay--Bye for now--I’ll see you Friday night sometime and wait and have dinner with me. I love you.