Friday October 26th, 1951 Bad Krueznach , Germany

Hi Honey,

How are you today? As good as usual I bet. The rumors are really flying around here today. About what I can’t say, but I hope they aren’t true. How are things, Sweetheart? also how are you coming along with your cooking lessons? I’ll have to sample your cooking in order to make comment on how good a cook you are. But I know that if you make anything, it is bound to be good. The only thing I would like to make right now, is to make love to you. That is my fondest dream. I hope you will feel that way some day. As it is, I can only worship you from afar. I cherish every letter from you. Letters you have written with your own dainty little hand. Some day I’ll have to kiss each little finger. You must be wearing your fingers to the bone, by writting too me so much. Say Dearest did you get that compact and lighter set yet? It was more of a souveneer. I still don’t know what to get you for Christmas. But I’ll find something. How is the man situation down there now? I’ll be they are barely drafting men now, huh? Say Honey please don’t mind this paper because I’m writting on Supply paper it isn’t very good I know. Oh yes I forgot to tell you, I’m going to Paris, the 8th, 9th, 10th of this month. I’ll try to send some postcards from there, or take some pictures. What would you most rather have, pictures of the scenery, or of beautiful women? I was only kidding, you know I wouldn’t look at any other woman. (Ahem). Oh well so much for now I’ll write more Saturday. I’m not in the mood right now. Goodnight and Sweet dreams.

Your hopeful Lover, Bob

P.S. I Love You. Say do you still think you remember how to ice skate?