It’s very lonely without you here with me and I’d give anything if you could be here. We would have the whole camp to ourselves practically, as everyone has taken off for someplace. I took off but only in the plane to cover the General. Went all the way up Death Valley to Furnace Creek Inn, which is quite a fabulous place, from the air. It was about a four hour flight and I have to do it again when the General decides to come back. Incidentally the aide to the G told me my restriction was lifted but gave no reason why. This General acts kind of odd sometimes. Nothing was said about my staying an extra day this last time. In fact Col. Kimbrell, my boss, said he hoped I spent the time buying champagne as he would be real thirsty around July 11th. So will I but I doubt if I could hold a glass.
Tomorrow is our inspection and we’re really ready for it but I’ll be glad when it’s over. Inspections are always rough. -- Gee I miss you hon. I miss your smile and your saying - love you - or when you say it when you’re across a room. Honey, this engagement and marriage is the most important thing in my life and I want it to be perfect in every respect. It will be too--I just know. That’s why a lot of little things mean so much to me, like you saying - love you - and things like that. Guess I’m getting redundant--
So Angel--to morpheus--have to get up at five goddamn o’clock. Hope you had a swell time in Delhi.*
I love you Barbara.
*Small California town in the San Juaquin Valley, then home to many migrant farmworkers and their families; site of Barbara's first teaching job.
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