Jean Dear if some of my letters are bitter and perhaps hurt please forgive and remember apart from natural physical trials our worst hardship by far is the mental torture of captivity. One gets to hate the sight and sound of his fellows through never being able to be alone. Let's go away to an island by ourselves and live alone. But Dear we could be a thousand times worse off in other ways and don't think that I don't realise how hard it is for you Old Girl waiting, just waiting, seeing others with homes of their own and life seeming futile. How I wish we had married! But I couldn't influence you too much - you were too young for it. But as you say, we'll make up for it all and we belong to each other.