July 27, 1980

Salt Lake City, Utah: July 27, 1930




My dearest loving George;

Words can’t express the happiness that comes with your sweet letters. I’m sure glad you’re still thinking of me and planning for us. It takes a sweet little boy like you, George, to make my life complete, and I sure appreciate what you have done, are going and will do for me. You’ve been so wonderful to me ever since the first night I met you. Today I have been recalling just a few of the many happy hours we spent together. How my heart beats to think that soon we will have each other to have and to hold even in a more closer relation than sweethearts—husband and wife. How I look forward to that day!

Right now this is a quiet little place. Everybody is sleeping and here am I with my wonderful George. Can’t you do something to make this photo of yours talk? Of course you can’t but just the same it’s nice to imagine, isn’t it?

In a way time flies and then again it drags. There’s not much left of summer but oh it’s so lonesome when I think ahead it seems ages, but then it will all fly by and then I can see and have you for just mine. It sure will be wonderful to hear yours sweet voice again, but more wonderful to be in your embrace. When I read about the “cozy nest” for us two I just let my mind wander and once again vow to do my best to make you happy and show my love for you. The coziness of our home is going to be our love for each other.

See you again dear, and with this letter goes all my love for just you—
Alice

P.S. Who is Fred? Is he a Salt Lake fellow? If he’s a friend of yours he’s a friend of mine, so tell him “hello.”

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