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June 23, 1968.  Fort Eustis, Newport News, Virginia.

Dear Rita,

Actually it’s 12:15 Monday morning.  I’ve been meaning to write you all weekend, but it’s been so hot and muggy here that I just didn’t feel like doing anything.  It was 108° today.  It’s cooler now but not much.  I have been thinking of you all day though, even if I didn’t write until now.

Didn’t do much of anything this weekend.  Too broke for one thing.  Friday I got a letter from you, the fourth in five days.  It was the best of them all though because it had our announcement in it.  Boy does that look good.  Just wish there could have been a date set though.  But first things first, and that’s just the first step, right.

I’m sitting here listening to  The Letterman.  I keep playing “Love is a Many Splendored Thing” because it fits my mood pretty good.  “Love is nature’s way of giving a reason to be living.”  I believe that wholeheartedly.  I can just picture us as the two lovers in the song, and it all seems so beautiful!  I love you honey, and you make me feel like a king.  I love you!

My batteries are running low — again.  Playing it too much I guess.  So now I have to listen to some country western another guy is playing.  Thrill.

This afternoon some guys got ahold of some wine, so we all sat around drinking that.  One guy got pretty smashed and passed out on the bunk.  So we took the bunks apart and carried him right out the door and set him on the lawn between the barracks.  Then some guy tied his feet to the bunk and covered him with about six wool blankets — and it was hot today!  It took him about half an hour to wake up, and his clothes were drenched with sweat.  I felt kind of sorry for the guy, but it was funny.

I’m ready to hit the sack now hon.  Just wish it was ours.  I’ll dream of you tonight and finish this tomorrow.  I love you, Rita.  Goodnight.

Love you,


Back again and it’s Monday evening now.  I wanted to finish this this morning and get it sent, but I just didn’t have the time.  So now I’ll finish between classes, I hope.

I got a letter from Bob Friday.  He’s planning on coming out here the third.  Sure will be good to see him.  That’s about as close to home as I’ll get for another month.

Honey, I don’t think I’ll be able to send quite as much money home this month.  We’ve got to get a wedding gift for Jim and Vicky too, or rather, you’ve got to get one for us to give to them.  I should be able to send $200 or so, so use about ten on a gift and put the rest on the ring, okay?  The way things look I may not be able to send that much.  Hope I can though.

I haven’t gotten as much writing done as I thought I would tonight, so I’m going to close this up and get it sent.  Otherwise the week would be through before you got it.  Just remember I love you and need you more than ever, honey.  Goodnight, Love.

Love you,


Jeff and Rita on her 17th Birthday


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