I intend to post almost daily, and in roughly chronological order, the thousands of pages of daily love letters that my parents sent to each other during WWII and any other documents that pertain to these letters..
Saturday, February 5, 2022
Post #471 - October 2, 1944 My Brother Seymour is a Second-Class Seaman, as He Finished His Boot Training
Oct, 2, 1944
I am banging off a few words before dinner, as we are all waiting for Rae, who is to dine with us. I feel kind of knocked out this evening, for the first of the month is always a big day. I look forward to the first, cause that's when my check comes through, but now - I don't know.
I left for work a little earlier this morning, stopping off at Strawbridge and Clothier. I wanted to buy some Charles of the Ritz face powder that is now on sale. It costs $2 per box plus tax and the sale drops the price to $1. If you recall, it is the powder Dot's cousin Gladys wore the night she went out with Syd, you and myself and I complemented her for her sweet odor. A girl at the store mixes up all sorts of stuffs that makes up your shade of powder and I'm most anxious to have she mix a shade of powder for my complexion.
The girl was out to lunch when I arrived and I didn't have enough time left to wait. I'll try to get down there earlier tomorrow morning, as the sale is on all week.
My brother Seymour is a second-class seaman, as he finished his boot training. He gets $64.80 per month now.
I can't think of another solitary thing to say honey, cause I'm hungry and I've got a headache. So, I'll end off now, eat my supper and keep Rae company this evening, after I get Adele to bed.
Harry, by the way, hasn't found anything in the line of a job an talks of going to Poughkeepsie to start a business. We shall see -
In the meantime, darling, baby, I love you ever so much, more every single day. Today is four months I'm working - I never thought it would be that long. I am and always will be
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