June 18th, 1941, Frances, the new girl, eats lunch with Ernie and me now. She’s only 17 and very young. Gets tired soon and tell us too. Not like I used to keep it to myself. Ed. came up and told me, after all Chet. M.’s studying he didn’t pass his recent physical. I drove…
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Rendezvous of Dreams
June 12, 1941, After work I had a bite to eat at The Moonlight and went to Henrettea’s for my permanent wave. She talked a steady stream and told me about her wedding and a lot of things a single girl doesn’t know. Marriage is certainly no hay ride but every girl thinks her’s will…
Babu And Alfred
Please indulge another draft from the vault! How do you feel about Hitchcock? No, not her boss at the tax office: Saturday, January 25th, 1941 Mr. Hitchcock is going to drive us insane, I think. I mean Alfred. The creator of such films as The Birds, Rear Window, Vertigo, and, of course, Psycho? Friday, October…
War
But not for us…Not yet. If you would indulge me, I found this post in my drafts bin. I started writing this post in 2018!!!! I’m not sure if I posted something like this already, thus where the indulgence is needed, but I felt it educational to see these passages grouped together on this theme….
In Between Letters
Having been on this side of things more than once, the partner left home, I can tell you it’s not easy for either. Basic training, and being away from home for what follows, is no joke. We hear the strain of it in Jake’s letters immediately. But we left at home not only pine for…
The Leaving.
Sunday, April 27, 1941 Jake, Nat, Stretch, Ed, Chet, and I took pictures today. Stretch and Nat left and the rest of us went to the “Silver Star” for chicken and spaghetti. Peach and I were out of sorts but we perked up. We went riding and on the way bought me a lipstick. When…
Beginning of April – No Joke!
Hello, I am here. I hope that means that I am back and will post more frequently. I’m sure many writers can relate to how hard it is to get going when writing inertia and life momentum gets going. Mostly, I find it is harder and harder the longer I am away. Regardless, however long…
The End of March, 1941
Friday, March 21st, 1941 The first day of Spring was lovely but not too warm. Jake came up and I had washed my hair. It takes all the romance out when one looks like that. We listened to the radio and Chet M. dropped in for a while. Jakey heard that he may be called…
The Middle of March, 1941
Babu’s 24th year doesn’t start off so good. Or, another way to look at it is that it actually started off with a bang. 😉 The Beginning of March, 1941 Wednesday, March 12th, 1941 It was hard for Ernie and me to get up. We resigned ourselves to the bus but Peaches took us to…
The Beginning of March, 1941
Hello everyone. This is my first post since the whole social distancing “quarantine” has happened and I surprisingly haven’t had much time to write. But it certainly has been a time for reflecting. My thoughts and good vibes go out to anyone whose age or underlying conditions make the virus much more of a deadly…
The End of February, 1941
Sunday, February 16th, 1941 Right about noontime Jake came up and we were going to read the paper but Chester popped in and asked us to go skating at Hampton Ponds. His brother Fritz and Helen Boron and some other girls came, too. The wind was terrific so we didn’t stay too long. We spent…
The Beginning of February, 1941
When I was working on the April A-Z challenge things got a bit out of order so I began a bit of this month already. Check it out here: April A-Z: A Month of Many Tears During this month things heated up quite a bit between our two lovers and mixed feelings about it ensued. …
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