Wed nite
Dear Maxie,
Got your letter today with the pictures you sent back. I looked at them for a long time trying to remember what you look like and see how you’ll look when I get home. It seems like it’s been such a long time since we were together. I find myself asking if that pretty woman in the picture is really my wife. Maxie, I miss you. I need you. It seems unreal that we could have been so happy just a couple of months ago – I’m so lonely now. I promise you that when I get home, I’m not going to let you go. Never. I’m going to hold you and squeeze you and kiss you and sleep with you and wake up with you and live with you and smoke with you and . . . you’re not getting out of my sight for at least a week. I won’t let you. I miss you, Maxie; I love you.
Today has been one of those rainy, cool days that would be great to lie in bed with you all day. I’d like that. Hope it stays like this for a while because it’s a lot easier when it’s not so hot. I can almost breathe now.
Have been watching the air show tonight. Our jets have been working on something close to here. Whatever it was – there couldn’t be much left. I’d sure hate to be on the receiving end. It’s amazing how much stuff one jet can carry – seems like the same jets make pass after pass for hours. The choppers don’t do a bad job either, but they don’t carry quite as much.
I can hear the rain on the tent now – damn it’s a lonesome sound! What a perfect time to be with you so we could listen together. This winter in Alabama when it rains – we’re going to bed and have a great affair and then lie awake listening to the rain together and talk of love and our future and our home.
We rearranged our living space in the back of the tent yesterday. I’m still sleeping in the same place, but Larry and Dick moved up out of their bunker. We stole some plywood and built a partition to separate our living area from the rest of the office and it’s pretty nice back here now. I even have a lite by my rack (bed) now so I can write and read in bed. We built a swinging door that only swings one way. Our guy Ski kept trying to push when he should pull, so I wrote “Ski, Pull Damnit” on the door. Last night, I was working on something, not paying any attention so now “Gary, Pull Damnit” is on the door. This morning – about 2:30 it started raining and we all got up to roll down the sides of the tent and we now have “Larry, Pull Damnit” on the door. We’re keeping a pretty close eye on Dick, just waiting to put his name up too.
You know about the hammock I got? When we remodeled our apartment here, I hung it over my rack and told everyone it was a mosquito net (it has about 3 inch square holes in it) that if the mosquitoes were any smaller that that I didn’t care. Last night after we got ready to go to bed, we saw the biggest bug I’ve ever seen crawling up the side of the tent and now they believe me. Bugs are big over here – you wouldn’t like that too much.
Guess I’d better close and get some sleep – it’s getting late. I still wish that I could be going to bed with you instead of alone. I miss you very much, hon, it hurts. I love you. I always will.
Gary
Drink a great big glass of iced tea for me.
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