WWII Wednesday - Harry and Helen

I've had some requests lately for a "Harry and Helen" post and I agree that it's time.  Spent some time last evening reorganzing the three boxes of letters I have.  I pulled from the 1944 box.  Today we're celebrating Ash Wednesday 2011.  In 1944 Ash Wednesday was actually on Feb. 23.  By now Harry and Helen were half way to Easter.  Let’s take a look.

 March 9, 1944

Hello Honey,

I’ve finished taking a bath and putting up my hair and I’m now penning a few lines to you.  I see my pen is about out of ink too, so I’ll write until it stops.

Today was just one of those days.  I was terrible busy . . . finishing up dictation from yesterday.  Mr. K really piled it on me.  I like to be busy though.  Seems as though no one I knew was in the store or anything.  Edith is all fagged out.  She thinks she’s been having it hard with taking care of the furnace and cooking since Saturday.  I told her today I did that all the time before.  She didn’t calm down a great deal though.

Tonight I decided to try again to get you.  When I was ready to come home from the folks’ I had the call transferred over here.  Gee - they didn’t call, didn’t call, so I decided I’d finally call back and I finally got the message that you were out in the field until Friday and there was no possible way for them to get word to you.  I hope I didn’t cause you any trouble in trying to get you, did I?

I thought maybe talking to you would help the morale of both of us. 

Darling I got the bank draft today for $10.00 and am enclosing it herewith.  The pen ran out so here I am in the morning.

Tonight I am going over to Connie and Kenny’s house after supper for awhile.  She at first wanted me for supper but she would fuss too much, so I said I would go early.  Then we could chat for a while.

Darling, I had a very long letter from you yesterday.  The one you wrote Sunday.  I’m rather glad you’re through school now, but surely wish they’d assign you – not just leave you attached.  Honey, I’m a bit inclined to think you are wrong about the air corps getting all the breaks.  They certainly don’t up here.  I have heard that Ralph said he’d much rather be in his camp than Baer Field.

Honey, I love you more and more as each day passes.  You mean everything to me.  I do mean it, dear.  Sometimes I wonder how we’ve stood it this long.  I’ll be one happy person when I can tell you the many things I want to tell you and love you the way I want to love you.  Listen, I have a secret you can tell the world.  I love you!  Or didn’t you know.  Without you backing me up I’d hardly feel I could go on, but when I know you are counting on me, I want to go on keeping up here at home.  I’m glad to do it.

Just remember dear, the best man won!  I love you soooo much. 

I’m yours forever, Helen

Veterans Day

It's been awhile but Veterans Day seems to be the perfect time to see what our soldier Harry was doing in November 1943.  This letter was written on Fort Bragg Stationery.

Hello Sweetheart,

Well tonight I have a roof over my head.  Last night all I had was some canvas.  It was pretty cold outside but we sleep 4 together.  You see, each man carries half a tent plus ropes, sticks, blankets, etc.  My pack weighted about 35 pounds.  It's a honey to roll and also to carry though this darned sand.  We layed on our raincoats on the ground and about 4 blankets.  I slept pretty good this time. 

I don't like this battery nearly as well as the one I left.  The fellows are the same outfit but the (?) are all different as well as the officers.  In my estimation they are a bunch of pots.  They rant, rave and carry on like a bunch of maniacs.  They do everything different here than they did in A battery just across the street.  Well, what am I crabbing about.  the sergeant is just an old maid from Tenn.  Gosh I hate his guts.  If any of the fellows ask questions he gets real sarcastic and makes remarks about how dumb they are.  Don't worry, I'll keep my eyes and ears open and my mouth shut.  I've found that is the best way to stay out of trouble.

Darling, how are you feeling?  Much better I hope.  I have the two letters from you today also a letter from the folks.  How is the big B operating (note: I assume Harry is inquiring about the Buick).  You haven't told me lately.  I'm glad to hear that you have fun with the gals.  It helps pass the time.

Darling I pray that we will wake up in the morning that we will hear the news that the world heard 25 years ago.  Wouldn't that be wonderful?  Well honey, I have to do my "soldiery" duties yet.  My darling I love you so very much and consider myself very fortunate to have a helpmate and sweetheart such as you.  So until tomorrow . . .  Your devoted husband, Harry

Blah Day?

I'm having one of those days where it's hard to get in the groove of working. The weather is yucky, and I'm just feeling "blah" - whatever.

I decided to post a "Harry and Helen" letter, have some lunch and then hunker down and get some work done.

Looks like my case of the "blahs" is nothing compared to what Harry had going on this day in 1945

Sat. May 12, 1945 - Germany

Helen Darling:
Had quite a long dusty ride today. Sure was a mess. This time we are living in one of Adolfs pine forests. The situation isn't bad now as one doesn't have to worry about some wise German throwing some H.E. shells in here.

I went to a stream not far from here to wash off a portion of the crush which has been in my chassis for quite some time. It seems while we were very much in the nude some German female, accompanied by her husband made of tour of the bank, wondering if anyone was from Cincinnati, Ohio. I was submerged in freezing water for about three minutes. I am just about beginning to thaw out. Such is live in Germany.

Yesterday we took six Belgians who had been political prisoners of the Germans for about four or five years. They had the usual tale of starvation and hunger to relate. They looked half starved. One hadn't has a fresh egg in four and a half years. We took them to an American field hospital where they will be fed, treated, then sent home. The missplaced persons are being rapidly sent back to their homes.

In the "Stars and Stripes" tonight, they talked as if practically all combat troops going to the Pacific would receive a furlough to the states. If that is to be my lot I sure hope we are included in the ones to get furloughs. I understand that Service troops and Engineeers won't be so fortunate.

I am a real woodsman tonight using a bunch of pine boughs as a mattress for my sack. The old man (me) played baseball again yesterday and so far I haven't suffered too much. Guess I still have some spring left in my bones.

The country here is very beautiful at the present time. Trees in bloom and all. These Germans had everything and now all is kaput.

Sure seems ages since I've seen you. Maybe won't be long. Just time for me to tell you that you are the sweetest and most lovable gal in the world. I'll love you always darling. You have made me very happy and I am very grateful for everything you have done to keep things going at home while I've been away. You have done a magnificent job honey and I appreciate it more than I can tell you. So until tomorrow, good night sweetheart - I love you.

Devotedly, Harry


Well, letters like this sure makes a person stop and think of the luxuries we sometimes take for granted. Who spends their morning grateful for the egg they had for breakfast? I know I don't really give it a second thought. Sixty five years ago Harry longed for his wife while sleeping in a German forest after bathing in a freezing stream - I can certainly get out of my funk and get down to business!!

Yeah - My office is a mess.

My office is a mess. Not your average run of the mill "I need to dust and do a little filing" mess. This is epic, "in your face, hard to work until it's cleaned up" mess.

Once upon a time Sara Paper was housed in a small room (a glorified closet really) off the front foyer. It was nice and cozy. I met with clients in my living room/dining area of our home. Once a groom-to-be happily watched a Cleveland Browns game from the nearby sofa while us gals pored through the books.

Shortly before we bought our very large printer we decided we needed to rearrange things. The master bedroom became our living room, the living room became the office and the the little cozy office off the foyer became a paper closet. Everything fit and I became an expert at stacking. And I could still close the door so it wasn't a big deal how anything looked in there.

But then I found that I was spending a lot of time moving stuff. And calling out for my husband to come in and move the heavy pieces so I could get to certain parts of the closet. Clearly this wasn't going to be a decent way to live or do business.

So last night I yanked everything out of the closet. My biggest thrill of Sunday was when my sister-in-law asked if I knew of anyone wanting to get rid of a chest of drawers. I NEEDED to get rid of a chest of drawers that was taking up valuable real estate in the closet! They came and picked it up and that was one less thing I had to move.

Here is the picture of my cozy paper closet after it puked all over my office.
Here are my happy little workers. My husband and his dad. They are doing a fabulous job!

I can't wait to share the "after" photos. In the meantime I'll enjoy the nice smell of wood and sawdust which always makes me think of home.

I'm also going to see what Harry and Helen were up to this time 66 years ago.

Monday Eve, February 21, 1944

Hello Honey,
Well, how's the most wonderful husband in the world today? It's just 10:20 and I'm laying in bed writing this. I got home around 9:15. Then I had to put up my hair, wash and glance at the paper. Now my letter. I wasn't as tired as usual tonight, somehow.

I sent you a box of cookies today. I hope you like them. They aren't homemade but I thought you fellows would like to munch on them while you study. Hope they're not all broken.

On my lunch hour I got the license plates. It seemed to go through okay. Howards have the license plate service too, but you have to wait a week before you can get them and I didn't want to take a chance. I'll also have to take my drivers test Wednesday morning at 8:00. I'll probably be pretty nervous, but I hope to get along okay. Our license number is pretty easy one to remember 487861, isn't it?

Honey, do you ever get any gum? If you can get any and send it or bring it if you get home. I'd appreciate it. Beechnut preferred, or Beechils in the red or blue package. I'd take almost any kind.

The snow has just about disappeared here no and walks and streets are at the messy stages.

Darling, did you know that I'm crazy about Harry Teague? I love him more and more each day. In fact, I can't hardly wait to see him. Honey, I'm praying for that furlough. I love you and am so proud of you. I can't tell you how much.

I'm yours, as always ~ Devotedly, Helen

Veterans Day - A History Lesson

This is a small snippet of the history of Veterans Day. Read whole story here.

Although World War I — known at the time as “The Great War” — officially ended when the Treaty of Versailles was signed on June 28, 1919, fighting actually ceased seven months earlier when an armistice, or temporary cessation of hostilities, went into effect between the Allied nations and Germany on the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month. For that reason, Nov. 11, 1918, is generally regarded as the end of “the war to end all wars.” In November 1919, President Wilson proclaimed Nov. 11 as the first commemoration of Armistice Day. The original concept for the celebration was for a day observed with parades, public meetings, and a brief suspension of business beginning at 11 a.m.

Let's see what our WWII Hero Harry was doing on Nov. 11, 1943

Hello Honey,
Well darling, as usual I had your letter this PM. It sure helps to know that there is someone who really cares and thinks of me.

I had a letter from Jack Carey, it was quite a surprise. I must answer. We still haven't any heat in our barracks it's just about 50 degrees in here. There is something wrong with the blower system. It has been real cold here, there is a bitter north wind blowing.

Is Smitty still at Baer Field? I bet Wilma will be heart broken if he ever gets transferred. Today we had to turn our O.D. uniforms in. My trousers need to be taken in at the waist and the blouse is too tight at the arms. I don't know when I'll get it back, probably Sat. I can't go anywhere until I get it back. You can't wear fatigues to the movies or PX. I sure hope I have it back by Sunday. I'd hate to cool my heels in here all weekend. Maybe the weekend after I'll got to Raleigh. It gets pretty tame laying around here looking at the same walls all the time. I don't need my money yet. I still have $28. It's so darn cold in here I think I'll have to go to bed to keep warm.

Today our Lieut. (a fairly decent guy for this outfit) asked everyone, "who had any part of his body hurt to tell him about it". I told him about my flat feet which hurt quite a bit when I've been on them awhile. He told me he would see if there was anything he could do for me. I'll bet you get tired of hearing about my troubles. How is your neck? Too bad about the bonus. I don't think Koerbers were any too nice about the week you were off but I wouldn't take anything for the time we spent together.

Well darling, it's time to tell you once again I love you and think you are the dearest and sweetest gal in this whole world. I am sure looking forward to the days when we will be together again. The sooner the better. Just pray and hope that the day will come soon.

Lovingly, your Hubby, Harry

Harry and Helen - Halloween 1945 Style

Halloween is NOT a big deal for me. With the exception of getting to see the little ones dressed up and eating all the leftover candy - I don't get too jazzed about Oct. 31st. Adam and I celebrated Trick or Treat night by dressing up as crossing guards and helping kids in town cross the street. We were on the first intersection in town and didn't see much foot traffic but we had fun getting truckers to honk, seeing how many people would wave back at Adam who waved at EVERYONE. So we got to hang out together for a couple hours. Our nieces and nephews visited us on the street corner and best of all, since I wasn't home to pass out candy I have (had) lots of extra candy.

I spent the actual date of October 31st hanging out with my family and celebrating my dads 60th birthday. In the game of life he claims to be "rounding third". He explained this to my niece who was relieved to be told that she wasn't even at first base yet.

Let's see what Harry & Helen were up to 64 years ago.

My darling . . .
And that's just what I mean too, my darling. A more beautiful day could never be found. We are really having beautiful weather for this time of year. Hope it continues as it's easier on the coal pile; especially when there's no coal.

We went down to Jo's tonight and I got my black dress. It sure looks like the dickens on the hanger - hope it looks better on me. She charged me $4.50 for making this one as she had so much trouble with it. I really thought she would charge more than that. Then Theresa, Betty, Peggy and I went to the show, "House on 92nd Street". Pretty good.

The first of November is Ediths birthday. It's just going to pass by so nicely with me. I don't feel that I owe her one single thing! (note: meow!)

Had a letter from your folks today. They got their beans combined but they didn't turn out as good as other years - said it was too wet. Ike is still there, but is a "love sick" man. Lotties birthday is November 10 and he is going there for that.

Well honey, I really don't have much more news, so guess I'll wind this up. Shoe rationing is off so guess I'll see if I can get a pair of black shoes sometime.

Darling, I love you. Never lose sight of that will you? You mean more than anything else to me and I'll love you with all my heart always. You are so considerate and good to me and make me so happy that I married you. Darling, love me always please? I'll promise you, you will never be sorry. I'll try my best to make you happy, forever.
Devotedly your own, Helen

Okay, looks like Halloween didn't even rate a passing comment all those years ago. All I know is this - Helen and I both spend $4.50. She got a timeless black custom fitted dress (which she probably wore for years). I on the other hand, purchased a bag of smarties, and a bunch of fun sized candy bars (which are mostly gone by now). Wonder what $4.50 will buy in 2073?

October 5, 1943 - Monday Evening, "Late"

Dear Harry,
I wrote you one letter earlier tonight but I thought I would start tomorrow's letter now. I drove by the post office to mail the other letter and then drove on home and put the car in the garage, all by myself. I did real good I thought.

Wilma and Elmer were home - and up when I finished putting the car in the garage, they were up in their room and never said "boo". Well, Wilma can go to grass as far as I'm concerned. Tonight I took a bath and had to heat water to wash my face. I went to get a drink and searched in the dark for the glass, and here in it's place was a broken one. I don't know which one broke it. Then also, sitting there was an empty olive bottle!! Ours. I'm just marking time sweetheart, so don't worry about it as I can stand it as long as I have to and then when something better comes along, I'll take it.

This morning I made my first fire. At first I didn't think it was going to catch, but it did and I still have it nice and warm in here. Surprised? I am. I have an appointment for a permanent Oct. 21. We received a letter today from Lr. and Lila Oser, and $1.00 for our anniversary. I'll send you their letter and you can return it with the next one. Also, I'll send you the one from your Grandma. I think I will get the top to my - - enclosing $1.00 for my birthdayyou know what - - tomorrow night. (note: hmmm, sounds like a little inside joke here)

Today is Tuesday. I have been very, very busy today and I don't know exactly what I've been doing. Howard and Debby were in the store yesterday and asked to be remembered to you. They want your address. I must plan to have that shower on Debby. They always seem so nice.

Do you know that Dot has only called once since you've gone and that was to tell me about Jean's baby. It kinda gets my goat. I called Jean and inquired about the baby's health. It is in isolation and whenever they go in or out of the room they must wash their hands in something and wear robes. the baby's stomach fills up with flem and chokes on it. I guess it sorta has the doctors stumped.

Well, honey, I'll clsoe now saying I love you, I love you! xxxx Helen

Feb, 1945 - Somewhere in France

Hello Darling,
I finally have access to my duffel bag and have some of my stationery. I am writing this by candlelight so please excuse any scribbling and missing words.

We have had sleeping bags issued to us. They are really warm and comfortable to sleep in. We are allowed a stul helmet full of coal per day per tent. So you see, we don't waste any fire during the day.

We were told that we might not receive any mail for a month. That is going to be tough going, but guess I can and may have to put up with worse things than that before I see you again. Just keep on writing. When I do get them I'll have a mess of them. I'll write as much and as often as I can. So don't worry if you don't get letters too regularly. I know everything will turn out okay and we will be together again before very long.

The rain is beating down on the tent right now. It has a nice peaceful patter but it promises to be the cause of lots of mud tomorrow. French mud is in a class of its own.

We are eating out of our own mess hall now. Food is getting much better. We had ham, pineapple, rice, salad and tea. Really tasted good. I have a few candy bars left. They will probably disappear fast.

There isn't much more I can tell you except that I love you and always will. You are my inspiration, my life, my everything. I'll love you always and mean to do everything in my power to make you happy. It was a happy and lucky day when I married you. You have been a perfect wife and I have no regrets in marrying you. You have made me divinely happy. So until tomorrow night . . . Devotedly, Harry

Happy Valentines Day to all!!!!

Busy, busy, busy . . .

A fun jam packed day today. Now I'm relaxing with a coffee and getting ready to dive in again. Lots of jobs in the design mode finally getting moved into the printed proof mode. This is always a fun but time-consuming day. It's fun because I finally get to print the proofs on the fancy paper and hope they look exactly as I envisioned them. It can be time-consuming because one thing usually leads to another and I start pulling out all kinds of paper and random ribbon that I think might add to a design.

And then I have to do a mini photo shoot so I can remember when the heck I mailed. By the time a bride looks them over and shares them with her family and friends, a couple months can easily pass. I don't know about you but I tend to forget the little details and I hate thinking, "oh crap, did I print that on shimmer paper or linen."

I won't share any of the photos of the proofs from today (that's cheating) but I'll show you what the top of my table looks like right now.

Lots of fun colors for a beach wedding (I'm so jealous.)

Oh well, moving on . . . Let's see what Harry and Helen have to say today. I should have started with the very first letter but that box was behind the other boxes and I was a little too lazy to dig it out. Today I took the extra two minutes and pulled out the box with the starting letter.
September 27, 1943
Ft. Bening,
Harrison, Indiana

Dearest Helen,
Well, today I am a soldier. We arrived here about 11:30. Waited for awhile. Then some Capt. MD looked down our throats and then short arm inspection. (I told you so). I am writing this in a hurry. Hope you can read some (Note: this letter was very sloppy. I thought "great, I paid $40 for three boxes of paper that I can't even read". But Harry ended up having nice penmanship)

We now are assigned to beds and barracks. We have practiced making beds. The army doesn't use the same method you do. Yours is easier (Note: Harry has a dry wit, I've noticed)

I doubt very much anything can be arranged for Sunday. Will let you know later. They told us that we wouldn't be here for more than 5 or 6 days. We don't know for sure. So mail a few letters.

We had roast beef, boiled potatoes, tomatos, carrots and onions for dinner. Tea to drink. Was pretty good (Note: Harry often reports his meals to Helen, which actually ends up being pretty interesting to me)

Well Honey, I have to sign off now. So I'll close by telling you I love you very, very much.

Love, Harry

P.S. We have tests, shots and get uniforms tomorrow. Busy day.
Okay, so that wasn't the most romantic letter in the world but by the time 1946 rolls around Harry digs deeper into the depths of his heart and it's very touching. I'm looking for a great one for Valentines Day.

Happy Groundhog Day & Happy Birthday to Matt

Weekend Recap
I kicked off the weekend with lunch on Friday with my friend
Kellie Keck who is an established makeup artist. www.pearlsandablackdress.com
We had lunch at the
Alpha Cafe in downtown Wapakoneta. www.alpha-cafe.biz Nothing like a full menu of bar food to get the weekend going. It was good food and good company. It's not exactly "fine dining" but it's relaxing, spacious and they have a beautiful bar which was one of three built in 1893. According to their website, one perished in a fire, one survives out in Arizona and the third resides in our little neck of the woods.

On Saturday Adam and I braved the drifted road of State Route 274 to make it to Columbus for his brother Matts birthday party. After the party we headed to Easton to watch Grand Torino. This was Adams movie choice as he is a great Clint Eastwood fan. He loves all of Clints movies (with the odvious exception of "The Bridges of Madion County" which I adore). I went along half grudgingly. After all, I still haven't seen "Bridal Wars" or "Paul Blart Mall Cop". I was pleasantly surprised and immediately absorbed into the movie. It's a great movie to watch in a crowded theater. While it's obviously not billed as a comedy, it's funny in a way you don't expect and having the crowd around you makes it more enjoyable.

We got home late so after church on Sunday I pretty much crashed on the sofa and watched bad tv to unwind after a busy week and weekend.

This week proves to be equally as busy. I get to meet a new bride every day this week and then on the weekend I have two bridal shows. (yay - cake!) Saturday I will be at the Bridal Expo in Greenville. www.greenvilleweddingexpo.synthasite.com Sunday is the WCSM Show in St. Henry. www.wcsmradio.com/index.php?page=bridal-show-2

And now a word from our
war lovers Harry and Helen. The words in red are the ones Helen circled to remind herself to mail Harry the needed supplies.
March 16, 1945
Somewhere in Germany

Hello Darling,
Once again I am writing to you under trying conditions. Our German generator has refused to cooperate any longer. The foolish motor runs but no juice is produced. Maybe our boys will be able to fix it up. Right now I am using kerosence lights of doubtful and ancient lineage. So pardon any more errors than my usual quota.

My pen just ran dry and I had to run next door to beg some ink. Hope I have some on the way now. Also some 127 film. I need some badly.

I'd like very much to have my hands on a German pistol. So far I haven't been successful. Don't worry I don't take any changes to get one. They are really nice jobs.

Today was a beautiful day again but it's now trying to rain. April showers and all that stuff.

I boiled out some socks tonight. They were really rank.

Some of these guys around here give me a pain. They are batting their gums about some of the most silly and nonsenical things. Really browns me off at times. Some of them are so dammed stubborn but they won't let any one express an opinion. So I just sit and let them bat their brains out. I think what I please. That policy never gets me into trouble. Only occassionally do I blow my top. Helps the nervous system.

I'm enclosing a propaganda leaflet the Germans are throwing at us. they must think we are all crazy. The average G.I. will pick them up, read some, laugh like hell and throw them away. I think this one quite amusing. No doubt the family will get a bang out of it. I can see Mom & Pop E. laughing. Surely the Germans don't believe we are that crazy. (Note: I wish, but there wasn't any leaflet to be found in the collection)

If I ever get the chance to Paris or Brussells you shall have your Chanel #5. Money here is useless. There are rumors that we are trying to see a movie tomorrow. Probably be one we saw back in the states two years ago.

Well Honey, the space is getting short and my eyes tired from all the dim light. However if it were pitch dark I could still write that I love you and always will. It is the realization that with each passing day brings us one day nearer to victory and consquently home. I've had lots of experiences over here but I'd trade them all for a glance at you and the sound of your voice. So honey, I'll do the next best thing. I'll go to bed and dream of you.

Eternally and Ardently, Harry

Romance in War Times - A look back at WWII

Okay, I'm a sucker for romance, vintage items, random history and reading. Many years ago, in one of my antiquing jaunts I came across three boxes of love letters written during WWII.
It was a no brainer -
I had to have these letters.
They provided me with many months of entertainment.

It's been awhile since I've poured over the words of these young lovers from Fort Wayne, Indiana. In honor of the weeks leading up to Valentines day and for romance across the globe I will share some of these gems. The following is a letter from Helen (warming up the home fire in Indiana) to Harry her husband, experiencing military life at Ft. Miles, Delaware. This letter was written exactly 63 years ago.
January 29, 1946
My darling,
First of all thanks for the two wonderful letters and the lovely package your sent me. The hankies are lovely dear and needless to say, I'll enjoy the Hersheys and chewing gum. The large hankie was especially nice, I liked it best. Daddy was pleased with his razor and said "much obliged". If you can get anymore gum, better do so as it isn't available here. Also some film.

Tonight I had to work - left there at just 10:00. We're taking inventory. It's been a headache for sure. Makes me sorta tired. Irene doesn't have to even work. It gripes me in a way. Oh well. (note: Helen works at a jewelry store and is highly resentful of most of her fellow workers, a point she mentions often)

Jim and Margaret were in to see me today. They are swell kids. There were happy about your discharge news too. Wilma was also in and she had the good news that her "Ray" was supposed to land today. She was expecting a phone call soon. She hasn't seen him for 17 months and she's tickled pink.

Adelines plant is going out on strike again. I believe around Feb. 7, so she'll have some spare time again. Asked her what she was hearing from Elmer - same old thing, "nothing". Soon I shall stop asking.

I love you very much Harry. Just think, it won't be long until I can tell you that personally. I'm wondering now if you'll have patience with me in my ignorance on cooking and keeping house since I'm so out of practice. I want to make you happy and shall try my best to make you more than glad that you married me. You are everything to me and have always been a wonderful husband and sweetheart.

Good night darling. Love me always? Devotedly, Helen
Maybe you should consider taking a moment to write an old fashioned love letter to your sweetheart. On real paper. Okay, at least send a text message.