Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Letter 21, from Rosie

Ok, dear readers. Here it is. It's THE letter. Books are written in this letter. I'm not going to lie: this letter is the reason I started this blog. If you read none of the other letters, read this one. It has everything in it -- lies, truth, love, desperation, selfishness, and so much more. This letter may be the human condition. And if you read it like a monologue in an old movie, the effect is more dramatic!

137 Hancock

Well Sal I finally got up enough guts to write you and tell the truth about myself.

Hon I'm no good. I have been lying to you in every letter I wrote, giving you different reasons of why I haven't been writing –
The truth is I haven't had time because I have had to much to do during the day to get myself ready to go out at night, on dates with my girlfriends and going in town to pick up. Get that pick up sailors. And all the time I was writing to you and telling you I was staying in the house nights. Sal ever since you left I have been out every night with a different guy. I been going out with gangs to night clubs, drinking, smoking, telling every guy how much we love them.

Yes I'm that sweet little girl from Boston. Thats what they all think I am. A kid thats out only tonight, to be a queen. But actually Sal I'm a terror a no good terror. Sal I never did anything to be ashamed of yet, but if I don't settle down and keep away from these girls I go with I'll be completely no good.
Hon I never trough myself down, to any guy, I should say I don't know why I am telling you. But I won't because I do know why, Because honey it took me up until last night to realize I was really in love with you. Honey you've got to help me. I don't want to do bad and go wrong. That's the last thing in the world I want to happen to me.

Sal I know what your going to write, How am I going to help you away out here in Washington. Honey write me every day and I'll write you the same give me something to do to keep me in the house.

Sal I meant it when I said I love you. Honey I really do believe me or I wouldn't have told you all this. Baby your the only one that can advise me and set me right. Hon if you love me you'll write me every day and advise me on what to do to keep my self busy until you come home.

Well honey now I have told you all and I feel like a million dollars , free as a bird.

So honey please write soon,
I love
you, miss
you, and I'm
dying to hear from

Please excuse the spelling and writing. I'm so upset from crying and nerved up over the things I did I'm just not myself and I won't be until I hear from you.


p.s. Please love me and forgive me.

Poor Rosie! She sure has flare. What's your favorite quote from this letter?

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