Berkeley, May 17, 1930

My sweet little Alice,

Finally I have time to get a few lines to you, our first anniversary sale is on, that keeps me busy every minute of the day it is now Saturday night 8 o’clock, Fred is still trimming windows and while I am waiting for him, I’ll have a little talk with you. Your last letter sure was sweet, a wonderful message of love, if I only could be with you to show you my appreciation. Fred suggested to have you come down here, what do you think to that? Do you think that your folks would let you go? I sure hate to be alone much longer. But what can we do about it? Well, I leave that to you. It doesn’t seem possible for me to count on a permanent home for a number of years yet, most people down here are moving along constantly, but you sure can’t gain much by doing so.

How I wish I could enjoy one of those lovely May-nights with you as I did long ago, now everything is is so dry and solemn, every day the same, the same sun, not cold, not warm, people cold and heartless, that golden California…if I didn’t have Fred I sure would be lost. Tomorrow we will stretch our lazy bones in the sand on the seashore, we got us red hot bathing suits, maybe we can get some attraction.

You will write me again soon, won’t you dear? I am waiting with every mail for a letter from you, they are quite an encouragement to me.

Always your loving friend,

George

Salt Lake City, Utah: May 5, 1930

George, my dearest,

I surely enjoyed the little chat with you but only wished you were here so we could talk things over together.  If only I could go with this letter and see you as long as it does; but here am I , with only memories and pictures of the one I really care for.  Memories…may I always keep them and cherish them.

You’re lucky George to have your own car to go where you want and dream.  My car is my mind, and It quite often takes me on trips. The place we go quite often is City Creek Canyon, where I recall distinctly three episodes with my dearest and most loved George.

Why is it we should now be separated so far? But through this I have learned you are more than just a friend to me. This is not the first time I have had this lesson; and I can still say I’m saving all my love for you, and I don’t mean perhaps.

We seem to agree on jazz and parties.  They never had any appeal to me or the girls I chummed around with.  You guessed right about the friends being married.  Even Lynn indulged, so there went one of my closest friends, as far as chasing around together is concerned.

Have you decided about seeing your folks yet?  Seems you won’t get to see them while on a mission as you once mentioned.  See Paul is going on a mission.  He seems to have a great desire to convert his parents. 

The weather here sure fools us.  We have had an early spring.  Lilacs are a thing of the past, except for the brown dead ones left on the bush.  The leaves are as big as they’ll ever get.  But today we have the furnace burning and enjoy the warmth.  Seems to think it is “April Fool” all over again.

How’s business?  Everything pretty well arranged and running smooth now?  Hope they’ll need you around the old home town pretty soon so you can come back where I can get some happiness of your living.

How long before I can look in your eyes and say I love you?  How long before you can hold me in your arms, and give me one of your kisses that means so much?  George—only to see you and to complete our plans we once started.  Remember our bed room which we planned one night while in a row boat?  Be looking around for just that type of a picture we planned would go best.  It was to have a little dark frame. 

The folks send their kind regards to you.  Mother seemed glad you remembered them in your last letter.  I think you’re still her choice for the son-in-law she’s got coming from me.

Well dear, I guess this will be all that goes in this letter.  Write soon and come and see me soon.

With all my love from the bottom of my heart I am your forever and ever,

Alice – Rein

(Some sweet Day)