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April 29, 1942.


Hello Lover,

Well, why don’t you finish it? Why rub it in? Don’t you think it’s about time something happened around here? I thought I told you would have to hit me with a club before I’d take a hint.

Wonderful weather we’re having, isn’t it? ——

I am still hoping —

Love,

Henry

Remember me?

Three guesses how I feel tonight?

— and the past three weeks —

Only me -

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