Monday Night 7/27.

My Dear Sweetheart,

I was mighty glad to get yours this noon. I did not expect it until tonight. You always write such a sweet letter and I always get a kick out of it. You certainly know what to say to this old bachelor and it always hits the spot.

Had a letter from Mr. Pettit (Dallas) today. He is keeping busy and seems to be making some money. He expects his brother from Legion the latter part of this month.

July 27, 1925 (Walter)

I note with interest what you had to say about Mr. Owens’ letter. I feel for him, Dear, for I don’t see how anyone could help but love you. I consider myself the luckiest person in the world and I am mighty proud of you, Dear. I didn’t think I could love anyone like I do you. I am always wishing for you and I hope the time will not be distant when I can have you with me for “keeps.” I sometimes feel that I should come for you while you have the notion, for fear that you may change your mind, but I can’t believe that you are that kind as you have been too careful in what you said. I guess that is one reason why I love you so much.

It must be difficult for you, Honey, to settle on one and have a number of your dates eliminated. Undoubtedly you miss some good times. Personally my dates with girls have never been many and I am just as happy as I can be with the idea that I have won such a jewel as yourself. I hope you will always be happy and I am going to do everything I can to make you happy.

I love you with all my heart, Sweetheart. Sweet dreams.

Your,
Walter.