May 31, 1968.  Fort Eustis, Newport News, Virginia.

Postmark 6-1-68

I had written two pages Wednesday but I lost them!

Hi Honey-

Back again — it’s Friday now, May 31, the day you graduate, and the day I call you.  I never did find out what time graduation was, so I don’t know when you’ll be home, but I’m going to try about 8:30 your time.  We’re out of class for chow then.  If I can’t get you then I’ll have to call about 12:00.  Hope you don’t mind.  Of course, by the time you get this it won’t make much difference, will it?

I’m so anxious to talk to you I’m having a hard time paying attention in class.  And I’ve got a test in a couple hours.  If I flunk it it’ll be all your fault.

We got paid today, so I’ll send some money with this.  Remember I want you to take some out and use on your bills, or whatever you need it for.  The rest put on the rings, okay.  Only one ring to go now!

Tonight I’m buying everyone in the downstairs of barracks a beer.  I said something about it when it was certain you’d get the ring for graduation, and they’re holding me to it.  Sort of a celebration.

Back again — it’s eleven o’clock I tried calling your place earlier but you were still at graduation.  I was afraid of that so I’ll just have to try later.

We took the test and I only missed two.  Not as bad as I was afraid of, but not too good either.

I’m going to have to close this out pretty quick honey, since I’m running out of paper.  And I’m missing too much in class.  Just always remember how much I love you.  That little hunk of stone on your hand should help.  I love you, Rita, more than ever.  And your love is more precious to me than anything in the world.  Until the day I die I’ll believe I’m the luckiest guy in the world to have your love.

With all my love,

Jeff

Trying a new format.  Let me know what you think.

Ethan


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