Wednesday, July 19, 2017

July 19, 1947 (Friday)

Friday

Dear Doc,

I'm waiting for Carl, he is stopping and after that we have a golf date.  A break for me. The three of us have the "bug". Elixir and Carl play in the a.m. and he and I in the afternoon. So watch out. I feel hot today. I really have to do something about my game - understand  I'm speaking of golf. It is pretty bad - but even you could beat me. I 'm glad you are taking up the game. Seriously though, it would be fun playing with you, golf or otherwise.

Thanks for your letter. You are a little behind, don't you think? I'm patient though. In the meantime I'll be real good and write.  If ever you tire of this dullness, let me know - remember what I told you about letter writing?

Gad man, the trip back sounds as though you needed K-2 for quickness. I would have loved it - rain - and all. Good gosh, man, when will I ever get some flying time in?  All I can tell you is I'm glad you are home and you really should have stopped off in Valparaiso - but we won't go into that. I believe I have quite completely, do you not agree?

I keep relieving the days we spent together. What fun. Last Friday right about now. It was a perfect day. I hope you think so - everything was right, even the train times.  We must make plans for a return visit, Mr. Wrigley.  No fooling, Doc, why don't you come down the first two weeks in August?  Visit Mother Anne, would you be happy if we sent you an engraved invitation?  We shall. Boy, I wish you had stopped on your way home. Gad woman, will you ever forget that?? Frankly, I think not!

Let's see what else I can fight with you about? You really should have sent me a message (telegram on arrival. If you think so or not - I am concerned with what happens to you - so don't let it happen again.  Guess I'll have to take you hand - sometime - would you mind? I'll be gentle.

My apologies for losing your appetite. What else can I say? I know, nothing like the Beacon Hill Gang to satisfy one's appetite. That's what I always say.

Please elaborate and the statement - "Save all your affections for me - you have hardly enough" - Brother, you ain't seen "nothing" Wait until I really pour it on - you'll retract that comment hurriedly.

As for photos - I'll see what can be done. How about a nude?  Now will you be silent?  really "precious," I'll have some taken as son as I feel a beautiful day coming on - After all - we beauties have our days. Here is Carl, wish me luck with the golf game - Bye.

I'm afraid all the luck you could ever wish me couldn't help my game today. Oh my heavens I really was a rat on the course.  What terrible golf. Now I am convinced, you could beat me - no kidding.  My brother would die if he had played along.  Carl did alright - poor competition I am.  I must get some lessons.  I like the game too well to give up in disgust.  What a big fat laugh.  I'm sorry you were not along. Big joke for you.

Carl is preparing for the knock out blow of the day - you are right!  Cocktails. So from here on I am not responsible. Understand? Good.

The couple on the card could hardly represent you and I  - not if I had anything to do about it. I'm sure I would.  How does that suit your fancy - fine for me. Haven't you learned to close  your eyes yet?  After a ll, that is what is done in Hollywood - we must do as the elite do.  Tell me, how does the Beacon Hill Gang do it?  Another dirk and I'll illustrate, ok?

Listen my love, whenever you abandon me for an old 22 caliber rifle, I'll have to be around, so make with the writing, or else!! Also, it never occurred to me there was any similarity to a rifle and Anne Roberts - you may have a different impression. Of course, we both are quick on the trigger, good joke.  But that is not what you were saying - what were you thinking?

What do you really think??? about anything.  What are you not here?? When are you going to come? How about the first two weeks in Aug? I'll play golf with you - also promise to be a good girl - and not give you a bad time.

An interesting note about your appetite, my "skin-flint".  We have appetites - they can be satisfied in many ways - not necessarily by eating. Boy did I get myself into this - I'll just be a rat and stop - use your imagination . 

Excuse me - a joke. Did you say you lost seven pounds? Hell, Daddy's little fatty how you did it?  Probably from eating hot dogs. So, if you really had come around and stayed longer we would have fattened you up.  How about it?  When?  We'll promise you.  you needn't eat any salads - Peter Rabbit.  People are strange - that is the way we eat.  I may conform - providing it's steak for lunch.  "Bread'n jelly twenty times a day."

Why can't this be last Friday?  Time could stop right there.  I hate this - being along with only memories to cling to - Guess I should be happy with them - so much time is spent ' waiting and wanting.  I'm so tired of snatches of happiness. Why can't it be consistent?  perhaps someday!  And I AM not PLASTERED - 

Tell me, what have you been doing?  Are you having any fun?  And why not?  Have you been fling?  Also , did you have a good time at  Bills?  And why didn't you take me along?  You really should have, you know!  No, I have never been to Zinzinniti, where hell is it?

Perhaps I should apologize for my litters - but I won't because I don't want to - I am honest with you, what more can you ask?  Ask me anything!!!

I really do miss you, Doc, I really can't concentrate on anything for l ing without thinking of you and wishing you were here.  Even my golf, you better stay away from that.  Forgive me, I promised you I'd never call you a (  ) - I wasn't.

Please write - and tell me what you think, 

Love,
Maisie

Card flap - Sorry you had to wait so long for this. I wonder is it really worth it? Why do we have to wait for all good things? When are you coming? Please say Aug. I have some records to establish.  A Big Big fat kiss for you. Wish I could do it personally.

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