Browsing the blog archives for March, 2011

6/5/1924 A dance is almost meaningless and dull when you aren’t there

June 5, 1924 Dearest of all big athletes Did you think your very own darling would even consider letting you go off where you couldn’t hear from her very often without fixing up some plan for making you remember that there’s always one who loves you back in the home town (not meaning El Campo) […]

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4/20/1924 and love is wayward.

Easter nite – Dearest old Fritzie boy – My heart’s just so full. The more I look at the dear lilies, the more thrilled and happy I get. The more I think and realize that if only Fritz would be as sweet and thoughtful and dear to me always, I’d give him my very life […]

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3/2/1924

Saturday, March 2 Sweetheart mine, Words are so weak when one’s heart is full. Haven’t you found it so? And I couldn’t either in words or in writing tell you my thoughts today. My great big adorable boy is 22! Goodness! Somehow, tho, I never connect you with age. I never think of you as […]

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2/13/1924

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12/30/1923

El Campo, Texas Dec 30, 1923 My Dearest Florence; Last nite was Sat nite? I surely did miss you too. Isn’t it awful. Nothing to do last nite. Sad, isn’t it? I went to town and a few of us had a Big Bull pen. Then about a dozen were dancing in the back of […]

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