Jacksonville Beach, Fla.,
Sunday P.M.

My Dear Sweetheart,

It is rather hot outside today, but since I came back to the cottage a breeze has started and it is pleasant enough. Quite a number of people are here for the week end and for Labor Day tomorrow. Under usual conditions, the activities of Labor Day close the season and only the residents are here all winter. There are about 2000 who live here the year around. The post cards give an idea of this place. I should have sent them long ago but it did not occur to me that I should until today. They will give an idea of the place, but it is larger than when those cards were made.

September 6, 1925 (Walter)

The crowd in the surf have no attraction for me, but I certainly do wish that you were here to go with me. I’d be mighty happy. But you will be here and we will enjoy the surf when you join me. It was three months last night that you said “yes.” I wonder if you thought of it, I did, but after I had written. I have been mighty happy ever since then & I certainly believe that we are beginning a long period in which both of us will be happy. Dear, I certainly do love you. I am in hopes that we can come down here just after we are married and that we can begin our life time honeymoon here at the beach. I do not know of a better place to start. I do not have many acquaintances down here and do not know any in a social way as I have not attempted to get acquainted. It will no doubt be a good thing for the time that we will be here will be comparatively short, and I have an idea that I would like to see “just you” and to be with “just you” during that time.

With the same love, Dear, and with a sweet goodnight, I am,

Your
Walter.