Postmark July 27th, 1967.  Denver, Colorado.

Monday Evening

Dear R, (Dear Juliet?)

Thanks for the pictures. I think that one snapshot is the best picture of you I’ve even seen. Bob disagrees. He still likes the one in my car. At any rate, I’m glad I have them both.

This letter writing is getting a little out of hand. I’m just not a letter writer, yet in the last week I’ve written more letters than the rest of my life combined. Of course, the person I’m writing to could have something to do with it.

Chances are I won’t be able to write as often from now on. I start work tomorrow and will be kept pretty busy for the next two weeks. I’ll still write when ever I get the chance though.

Well, we found Bob a job. Actually, we found him two jobs. One of them he can start next Mon. as a telephone contact man. The other one isn’t a sure thing yet but he’ll find out for sure tomorrow. That one is in the order dept. of some store. It should pay pretty good and has a training program with it. Anyway, I think we’ve got the ball rolling now.

Oh yeah. This is kind of cute. But you don’t breathe a word of this to Ruth or Bob will kill you. Ruth told Bob that someday she wanted a V.W., painted competition orange with black polka dots and two orange balls stuck on two antennas on the front end. Then paint “Lady Bug” on the back. Well, today Bob bought a model VW and is going to fix it up that way. He’s never built a model before and he’s having a blast. It may not look like Ruth’s dream car when he’s done, but it’s the thought that counts. (He just put the front axle on crooked so it’ll be turning corners all the time). He got me laughing so hard I just about drowned in my coke.

Well, now it’s Mon. nite. My first day at the office today… and what a day. From 9:00 – 2:30 had training. Got off and went home and have been studying until now. (It’s 10:45) Bob’s been helping me a lot. I’m just about shot now.

I took twenty minutes off for supper, then about 6:45 (your time) I tried calling you but you were working. Next time I’ll make an appointment before I call.

Well, this is going to be all for tonite. I know it’s not much, but I’m too far gone for any more right now. I’m thinking about you though.



Hiya R Beautiful

As always

(in the middle of everything)


I’m back, for a while any way. Thanks to Bob it looks like this letter is going to be a page longer, but I guess that’s okay. It would have been pretty long anyway.

I got your letter today (Wed) when I got home from work. You asked me more about my job. Well, like I told you, I’m working for P.F. Collier. Now Collier’s is coming out with a new major reference library next year, which is our way of saying an encyclopedia. What I’ll be doing is promoting this library. Now when you think of Colliers, you probably think of magazines. Colliers went out of the magazine business 10 years ago, but that’s still what we are associated with. Part of my job will to help change this. More specifically though, what I’m being trained for is to interview people and actually give away these encyclopedias. Sounds easy? Well it’s not, believe me. The people have to qualify and we have to be very selective.

According to the program I’m supposed to go from class-room to active training Mon. But I’ve talked to a couple of guys who have been there a few days longer and none of them are going to make it in their scheduled time. They were held back for one reason or another. So this kid is working his little red butt off so I won’t be held back a day. Last night I had four full pages to memorize word perfect and be able to present today in a conversational way. I think I did okay, at least a B, maybe an A (we’re graded, like school). Tonight I just have two and ½ pages, that’s why I thought I’d have time to write you some before I started on it. Besides this we have all sorts of other crap to do. It is really worse than school.

But then at school I didn’t have all this morning looking me in the face. You see, if we do well enough in training they will put us on what they call an incentive plan. If I get on that I will get $60 for each and every library I place. The average is about 3-4 a week, in which case I’d be making $210 – $280 a week, and that ain’t hay.

I talked to one fellow that was in charge of part of our training yesterday. His name is Larry Robuck and he’s a training manager making $15,000 a year. He’s nineteen years old and has been with the company four months.

Now it’s 10:15. I’ve been working on those 2 ½ pages for over 4 hrs now and I’m sick and tired of that shit. I still don’t know it as good as I should but I’m going to bed now and getting up early tomorrow and study for a couple of hours.

We moved into a larger apt today. This one is really nice. I think we’re going to stay here for a while now. It has a stove and a frig, and two rooms with two beds. About now Bob and I both count the two beds as a blessing. It even has a fireplace. Real fancy like.

There was a shooting this afternoon right on the corner where I work. I was home at the time but there were sirens going all over hell for a while and then we heard it on the radio. Some guy got it in the chest. They haven’t caught the guy who did it yet though.

R, I’m almost sure now that I’ll be back over Labor Day, possibly for a few days. That is if everything works out like I hope it will. I hope it does because I want to see you so bad I can taste it. You were right though in saying you have decisions to make and your still being young. It has always been my policy not to say such things, but then… you’re changed a lot of my policies. I’m the future I will just stick to telling you how very much I love you and want you. Or maybe now would have been a more appropriate time to send you that one short letter of mine, I don’t know.

Well, I’ve got to hit the sack pretty quick like. I’m going to have to get up at 6:00 tomorrow and do some more studying. I’ll also close this letter because I just realized how long it’s gotten. I’ll start another one tomorrow tho, because I just have to write you some every day. I love you, honey, and don’t ever forget it.

Love always,

Romeo <— Where the hell did you ever get that?


P.S. Oh, yeah, our Zip Code. Well I’m in bed now and I’m not getting up to look for it, but you used it right on one of your first letters.

All my love,