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Conger Reynolds correspondence, July 1918
1918-07-29 Conger Reynolds to Daphne Reynolds Page 5
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the opportunity to see the marvel of your love at first hand. Beautiful, you can't half know how much I think of you and want you. I go to sleep at night drifting from thoughts and plans into dreams, and wishing, wishing that I could stretch my arm and pat your soft cheek or, better, draw your head and shoulder against my own. Somehow we always seemed so wonderfully united in supreme happiness when we petted each other before the Sandman came! And in the morning I wake up to the wish that I could open your eye-lids with kisses. While I'm summoning the wakefulness and courage necessary to get me out of bed I think of you some more, and so on through the day. One thing after another suggests to me how wonderful the same experience of daily life will be when you will be there in the foreground. Honey, is there anything I can do for you? I'm such a worthless hubby at present. If I could only carry out some wish for you! Please give my love to Mother and to the Reynoldses and Wolfs if you are with them when this comes. I should be very happy if I were with all of you. But I'm not grousing; things are marching now toward the Great Day. I love you to pieces, girl! And I'm very proud when I realize the meaning of - oh, everything. Yours, Conger 129
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the opportunity to see the marvel of your love at first hand. Beautiful, you can't half know how much I think of you and want you. I go to sleep at night drifting from thoughts and plans into dreams, and wishing, wishing that I could stretch my arm and pat your soft cheek or, better, draw your head and shoulder against my own. Somehow we always seemed so wonderfully united in supreme happiness when we petted each other before the Sandman came! And in the morning I wake up to the wish that I could open your eye-lids with kisses. While I'm summoning the wakefulness and courage necessary to get me out of bed I think of you some more, and so on through the day. One thing after another suggests to me how wonderful the same experience of daily life will be when you will be there in the foreground. Honey, is there anything I can do for you? I'm such a worthless hubby at present. If I could only carry out some wish for you! Please give my love to Mother and to the Reynoldses and Wolfs if you are with them when this comes. I should be very happy if I were with all of you. But I'm not grousing; things are marching now toward the Great Day. I love you to pieces, girl! And I'm very proud when I realize the meaning of - oh, everything. Yours, Conger 129
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