Richard C. Monnier
love letter

Sep, 1961

Mon 8:30 AM
My Dearest,

We arrived in Biloxi last night late and I was much too tired to do anything except sleep and think of you.

It is now about 11:40 PM and I still love you. The sound of your voice tonight was worth far more to me than anything else that has happened or could happen on this tiring trip.

I've just finished reading your letters - a plesure for which I've waited four days - since I left Tucson. I guess that my loving you so much is what makes me miss you so.

You can't have more than $2.50 for groceries, it's not possible - where will the money come from. But I will go over and talk to the grocer.

I hear a train just headed toward New Orleans and from there to Chicago - to home - to where my heart is. I never really knew what it was like to have your heart away from you. It makes everything worth nothing - I guess that's how I value my life without you in it. It would be just so many years of the spasmodic enjoyment of knowledge. Years that I would hope were short.

Loving you, my little wife, changes it all. Living takes on meaning - there is something to live for - you're the reason - you're my only real reason for wanting to live. I would want you to be [a] a "tag-along wife". I have a tag with me that says, "...always" on it and that shows how long I want you with me. Always, my little love, always. By the way, the Men's Grill is open to women on Saturday.

When I get back and we can talk your mother into it, we'll fly over to South Bend for some root beer - that's more fun than driving to get it. That together with the memories of the things we've done is the most precious thing I have.

You're beautiful and you have beautiful blue eyes and I love you so greatly. My love for you has increased exponentially, i.e. as the function ex and in this case x -> infinity. That is to say I love you more greatly than any one can imagine.

My arms are quite tan, but they miss something - you. They want to hold you - hold you tightly. They want to work - work to please you and support you, my little wife.

When I worry about you I forget everthing else. Neither school nor work nor anything else interests me. But when I don't worry, but only think about you, as you're always in my thoughts, then I regain my interests but regain them only as long as you and pleasing you is their object.

You see, I love you completely and you are the primary thing I want in life. I want other things only if I can have you to enjoy them with me, for without you they mean nothing; and with you they bring even more joy to an already complete and happy life.

All My Love,

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