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13.2.60
Goodmoring my dearest,
It is now 11AM and I have time, I hope to write you before lunch. No letter from you yesterday, but I got one from Tuck and my Time for the week (did you try the Current Events Quiz- I got 89/100 on it, missed worst in "Business" and "Hemisphere" which I rarely read) Today my luck was much better- a letter from you and valentines cards from Mom, Ellen and Tommy (both signed, and it is just perfect!)and from your Mom too! And I've been a good boy with yours (see I can resist temptation sometimes!) and won't spend it until tomorrow (which may be 12:01 AM however, if I'm still awake!) Yet in spite of this as I finished your lettter a few minutes ago, I came closer to crying than I have since I've been here. I'm really getting pretty sad about this these days, though I don't know especially why. The feeling of lonliness and yet your closeness wells up in me so strong, and I feel how deeply I love you and now very much I need you near me, and at finals it really hurts I guess the same feeling must come to you too, though I hope not too often. But then at others times my heart is filled with joy and happiness as I read your letters, and I feel so specially blessed to have you, wonderful you for my love, and I feel almost like singing. I guess we're begining to discover the dimensions of love, darling. And don't forget, even when I write letters crammed with news and with "I love you" almost as a P.S., don't forget that the central, most important message of every letter, spoken or not, is still "I love you deeply and eternally, with all my heart and soul"

Well, I went to the Krauters yesterday as planned, all alone, and had a wonderful visit. I got there about 2, had coffee and dinner and left about 10 pm. I took along my slides from Bamberg, Nuremburg, and Rome (including the picture of Fritz) to show them, and they enjoyed them a lot, and want a copy of Fritz's picture if I can get one. Frau Krauter and I talked for the whole afternoon (Herr K. was in Stuttgart, staying after work to visit his mother who is in the hospital arrived home about 8), about many things, and we seem to have quite similar views on life. I wish you could have been here to meet them and talk with them. I mention you pretty often and they are getting to know you through my description. We talked about the different sorts of kids from the Burg who visit them, and how it is a problem for her when some of them are not the type she would really want around her children (Dorothy 14, Fitz 9) because they drink too mych wein, and the girls wear too much make up and flirt quite a lot with the fellows. She is no pride really and she wants always to be a good hostess and make her guests feel welcome, especially us who are here away from home in a strange land; but unfortunately she has come across (from names left by friends in earlier groups) a couple of the more extreme kids in our group and it poses a real problem. We also talked and looked at maps about my projected bike trip with Bridge around Germany. They suggested some places to see, etc. and may even help us borrow bikes from local families, though she felt it might be pretty cold in March for such a trip. Any way it was a very warm, friendly day, and I feel that I'm getting to know her quite well; hope to see more of him on future visits and get to know him better. One other thing - religion is. here a very meaningful part of the life, and I find that in such a context it is meaningful to me too. They belong to the Evangelischekirche and she lives quite closely the christian spirit ("do unto others," concern for other, etc. and the kids too seem to be absorbing a lot of the same -especially Dorothy, for Fitz is younger and over-energetic still, a little rascal at times.

Well, my sweetheart, it's lunchtime and I must run. I love you very much and await June 11 with an eager heart. I LOVE YOU!!

Always and Forever,
Your George

P.S. I think I'll enclose Tuck's letter for you.
I can hardly wait to see that IBK pin. Take good care of it!- daily polish, etc.