March 12, 1943

March 12, 1943 My Darling Little Holly hock,      It’s me again.  Things have happened again.  I love you still.  It’s warm and sunshines.  I’m getting spring fever.  Do you like Holly hocks.  I think they are pretty.  Not as pretty as you though.  Because when I see a holly hock, that something inside me doesn’t…

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