When the War

Sometimes I wish I was back in school sweating out my grades and hating to bring them home. Remember when we were going to Jr. college how we hated to bring those grade slips? The good old days.

Darling, I have probably changed but not in my love or affections towards you. When this mess is over I'll prove it to you.

I find this "good old days" comment touching. Ray is only 24 years old at this point, but I'm sure he and all of our boys had to grow up quickly under the circumstances.