My dearest “Papa,”
Everything is coming along just fine. A week from tonight will be my
last night home! Then soon I’ll have a new and happier life to live. How I wish
you were here with me right now. As long as I’ve worked at the Union I’ve never
had courage to have my broker teeth fixed till now. I had them both pulled and bridge
in this afternoon. It hurts & feels like use your own imagination. But if I
had you here that would help it out a lot, but I just have to play you’re here.
Saturday would almost be better wouldn’t it dear? Everybody seems to
be against Friday anyhow. Then too, we would both be free on the day after. By
the way, will they give you a day off? Here’s hoping you’ll be free on our
wedding day. Gee I wish it were tonight. I’m sorry this letter is in pencil but
Dad works and boards in American Fork and he took the family bottle of ink with
him.
Herb & the boys just rounded up a gang for a sleighing party. Wish
you were here so we could go. Our cold weather is back again, and it sure is
cold.
These sure are the busy days. Dear mother is doing things from morning
till night for me. It sure is going to be hard to say good bye to her and I
wish it were all over with.
Last night the girls from work had a shower. Tomorrow another one from
a bunch of friends. And so time hurries by and it seems I haven’t a night left
to myself as long as I’ll be home.
I’ll just have one more letter coming from you at home. At least I
hope you’ll send one. Then we can class letters as souvenirs—what say.
I wish this was me in person, instead of a letter. By the way I’m
coming over the Union Pacific, but I’ll write more definite when I know. How I’m
looking forward to our meeting. You had better get a lot of sleep in the night
before so you can keep me company on the great day. I’m so excited and nervous
I can’t write decent anymore, but anyhow here’s my heart & soul and all
that goes with it, to make or break.
Alice
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