February 13, 1925 – from Fred

This is to the sweetest and dearest Girl in this whole world. The one who puts so much happiness into my heart. The pride of my life. The one whose company is like being in Paradise. The only Girl for me. That is you, Florence, my Dear. It is to you I owe most of my present happiness. You do try to make me so happy, and you do succeed to a great extent. I have but few things to complaining about, and they are so few and are not worth mentioning.

Life seems so wonderful with you. It is so wonderful to have a true friend like you. One who cares and can understand.

Your little Valentine




February 13, 1925 from Florence

There’s a song in my heart

on this Valentine’s Day,

Joyous and lilting and true,

It makes me world sunlit

and shining and gay,

“I’m glad that

My Sweetheart

is You”

Somehow this seemed to be just exactly what I wanted you to know. Every day it’s impressed on me a little more that I’m so glad it;s Fred and not someone else. I’m so glad we found each other –

The color is rather bright I admit, but my heart is this color, and that little verse is just too good to miss.

You mean so much to me dear boy, and I love you.


February 4, 1925

11:30 p.m.

Dearest little Girl in this whole wide world:

You did not think that I would answer that real sweet note the other day. I had fully intended to. I did not want to, just right away. I wanted to give it to you when you were not expecting it. So I think this is a very opportune time.

Dearest of my heart, all of the sweet things that I told you tonight is true. Straight from my heart, not from my mouth, but it is the feeling I have deep down in my heart. The desires that I try to tell you are all about. I have told you of my ambitions and what I want to do. You know all of my ideas about wanting to make it good. I must have help. Yes beloved I must have help and to tell you the truth, I am getting it from the sweetest person that could give it. Florence, I do actually, honestly and truly believe, down deep in my heart that I have the girl that means more to me than most anything else could mean to a person. I have tried to win your heart, and I have even been encouraged to a great extent.

Encouragement is a great help sometimes. You know you have your heart to win, as I do. We are both trying. Darling, the last few weeks when I have had less to do, I have tried to think of you more. I have tried to make you happy. You say that I have, and I do believe that I have, as I do see so much improvement. I have been encouraged.

Do you know that I got more thrill out of your note the other day. I can’t explain how happy you did make me. That feeling is unexplainable. I felt so happy. Maybe I did not show it so much, but the E. Co. took lots out of me. You say so many sweet things that I cannot help but love you. I don’t see how I could help it. It is almost impossible. I want to take you in my arms and love you mine, so much that it’s hard to help it at times.

I do care much more than you know about or have any idea about. I have an impulse just to pull you up to me and hold you so tight, tight tight.

I did not know my tones in voice had such rings to them. I did not notice it,but you darn sure have them in yours. You say some of the sweetest things in the sweetest way that they run through and through my mind. I can’t help but think of the things you say and do. They are so nice and pleasing. Florence you are hard to beat. In fact I do not know where I would find one to beat you. Not one in this world, I don’t believe would mean more to me in my life. I think you understand it so well. You know me so well that it seems that we just mean to much to each other.

I just want to bring you up close and hug you so tight that oh —

Sweetest Darling there is one thing that I wish so much. That is we will continue to love so much for a long long time. When — oh some future time.

I will meet you in my sweet dreams.

Your own Freddie boy

P.S. all yours.


February 2, 1925

Big boy, best and only one in the world.

You insisted that I tell you my huge desire tonite, but how in heck could I with Miss Fordtran near? She’s like those old classic men of the Middle Ages who believed in reason above emotion. She believes one should control their his emotions! Well, I can’t see it that way, and so I don’t do it, but I couldn’t just fling out in the face of all that, the desire of my heart. It happened to be to just throw my arms around out and half squeeze the life out of you. Why? Well, I’ll even tell you that. I can’t explain it. It’s just one of those unexplainable feelings one often has. There is a certain ring in your voice, Fred, over the phone that you can’t get in one’s presence. (Perhaps it’s very fortunate because of the results!) But tonite in the way you talked and the tone, why, it gave me such a thrill I couldn’t even talk. Why, my first thought was, Fred if I only had you here, and you talked like that with that tone and accent, I’d face the burning inferno, I’d conquer a million obstacles, just to be near you, to be near enough to just touch you, to know I was yours!

Tonite that feeling came over me – Fred, I wanted youyouyou. I wanted you near me. We would have been so good – so very good. Our “faults” would have been forgotten about just in the fact that you were near me – even just to look at.

You didn’t know your voice had such a ring in it, did you? You didn’t know hat over the phone at times, you say something which makes me want to kiss the face half off of you.

Tonite wasn’t the first time I’ve felt thrills just circle my whole body, at a certain ring in your voice. I’ve felt it a number of times before, but I never mentioned it.

I guess it’s a good thing you never use the same tone with me as you do over the phone. I’d be like a lost sheep returning to its fold. Your arms have such a feeling of protection. I believe I’d be content to lie in them forever, but when the other

Well, that’s all you wanted to know – just what the desire was tonite. You’ve learned something, haven’t you? Don’t use the ring too often, I think I’ll die of thrills sometime if you do. It’s been 3 hours since I talked to you but I will hear the voice in my ear.

Dearest big boy. I love you so now.

Please try to make me keep loving you. You know so well the way to win my heart for keeps, and you know so well how to lose it forever and my respect, too. Dear, I don’t entirely mean the greatest fault of ours, but I mean the other things that you fail to do. Well, of course, it’s up to you. Just remember, I’m awfully young, and there’s many a slip between up and lip! Won’t you try to win me for keeps by making me happy and glad? I want so much to be won, but I’m so afraid sometimes that unless you study me and my disposition better, you’re going to fail terribly.

But you’ve gotten a world better, and in spite of it all – the obstacles that I seem to have to face in you, I love you with all my heart, soul and strength!

Why don’t you conceive the brilliant idea of answering this? I know I’m mad as a March hare, but Fred, that’s another of the “little things” I can’t seem to live without.

Oh, damn, I’m such a fool, I wish somebody would crack my head open with a battle axe.



January 21-27, 1925

January 21, 1925

Oh, I was never so heartbroken in my life as I was last nite! I nearly cried my poor, weak eyes out, and it seemed my heart was like ice. After school we went to lab, then Mrs. Heavin came over for the afternoon + for supper. Fred came at 7 and we went to the basketball game. Lost. Everything went wrong and we had our first real quarrel since we began going together 2 years ago. It nearly killed me.

January 22

Cut Span class to try to mend matters with Fred. I knew it we could reason it all out we’d be all right, and we were. We were both smiling. Studied chem, then went back to dear old “gym”. Home + studied some more, at 8:30 there was a fire 3 blocks away and we chased to it. Studied til I nearly dropped. Oh, I’m so glad my heart feels natural again. I’ve been so worried, I just seemed like someone else.

January 23

Heavens! I’m so tired – so weary! Got up early to study for the Chem test. Cut French and studied some more. Then we had it. Oh! I do hope I passed. Stayed to tennis club meeting til 1:30, had lunch, then back to play tennis. Fred came to town with us, then we studied til supper, and went to the science lecture with the folks and Fred. Dad didn’t come home to supper and we found he had been locked up on the jury. We studied til after 12. So tired!

January 24

School til 11. Washed my hair then went to get my permanent. She wanted to bob my hair, and wouldn’t put in the wave on top of this old wave. I came back home and I’m going back Thursday to have it bobbed and get the wave put in. I hope I don’t look too much of a fright. Wrote to Hop in afternoon, then Fred and I went to “Thief of Bagdad” It was wonderful. Oh, I wonder why I love Fred so much, but at other times, I am just disgusted with him.

January 25

To S.S. Even tho Fred does want me to be a Methodist, I’ll never be one. Things were revealed to me so clearly this morning that I realized clearly that no one can take this wonderful truth from me. I do care for Fred, but not that much. I studied and fooled around the rest of the day. Fred called and was awfully sweet.

January 26

Diary, I’m just so thrilled! After school, gym was wonderful. Oh! some of the bumps we did get, tho. A girl sat on my face. But had a grand time. Home + studied, then at 8 Field Reynaud came over. He’s so marvelous and I learned so many new jazz tricks and a dear new piece of his. Field is so polished and so wonderful. It would be so easy to learn to care for him.

January 27

It began sleeting on our way to school. Had 2 classes then home. To town at 2 and went to “Miss Bluebeard”, shopped then home. Studied, Asked Dad about my hair + he just laughed.Only 1 more day with long hair. Oh, I do hope I look cute with it bobbed! Wonder what Fred will say? He was jealous again when I told him of Field. Honestly, I don’t know what to do about him.