Letter3 - This Day For You

<% Set Mailer = Server.CreateObject("SMTPsvg.Mailer") Mailer.FromName = "wapro.com" Mailer.FromAddress = "terry@wapro.com" strMailHost = "127.0.0.1" Mailer.RemoteHost = strMailHost Mailer.AddRecipient "terry@wapro.com", "terry@wapro.com" Mailer.ReturnReceipt = false Mailer.ConfirmRead = false Mailer.Subject = "Fran Peeker" strBody3 = strBody3 & _ "Somebody peeked- " & request.servervariables("PATH_INFO") & " " & LOCAL_ADDR & " " & " " & request.servervariables("All_Http") & sCRLF Mailer.BodyText = strBody3 if Mailer.SendMail then 'WriteMessageLog "Troubleshooter ebay conf eMail sent. Order= " & request.form("email") else 'WriteMessageLog "Troubleshooter ebay conf eMail FAILED! Order= " & request.form("email") & " " & Mailer.Response end if Set Mailer = Nothing%>

This Day For You

Letter # 3

Postmark Grantham 3:30 PM
20 Aug 1945 Linc5

OCTV Mess
RAF Rect Depot
Belton Park Grantham Linc5

TO: Miss Fran
American Red Cross
Bull Hotel Cambridge

Fran Darling,

I’m as lonely as a lost pup, in fact a lonely lost pup. Having no doubt aroused your sympathy already, I will continue-“How are you darling?” I suppose that by now you are more or less settled in your new abode. I do hope you will be happy my sweet. You must be happy, Fran, because I always want you to be (Horrible English, what?!!) What a day! I have witnessed Grantham’s Victory celebrations. What awful mockery. Gaiety was the keynote. Let’s be gay, even if it kills us. Yes Fran, there was some semblance of joy in their faces, but their eyes were blank and their hearts, who knows-who can tell what anguish, what broken dreams those pitiful masks concealed. I stood and watched the merry making, if I may call it that, for quite a time. I confess it made creepy little chills run down my back. Ugh! It was rather like watching the antics of some strange dog you weren’t sure of. Right now I feel helpless and useless, if only I could help them, those blind crawling people, they have no beauty of mind or soul. They neither see nor feel beauty; can you imagine such a state Fran! There is nothing bright or lasting in their barren temples, nothing to cling to but bleak reality of which they are terrified. They try so hard, but it is useless. England has died, Fran, if only I could have died with her.

This is my reaction to Victory. While I watched this, our greatest day, a verse seemed to come to me as though I had subconsciously made it up.

Here all is dust and dark
So cling to your tinsel glory
Time on our tombstones makes his mark and in the dust scrawls Victory

Please forgive this unfortunate mood. Darling you must catch the 8:13 train from Cambridge to arrive in Grantham by lunchtime. I shall have a taxi waiting for you at the station. I may be there if I can wangle past the gate. Wales is giving me quite a bit of trouble or rather the hotels are. But I shall surmount these petty difficulties. I’m afraid I must close now darling, it’s almost time for parade.

I love you, Dave

Read Letter #4

To continue reading the letters to Fran or for more info on using the Frannie material, please contact wapro@wapro.com

No portion of this document may be duplicated for any reason without the prior written consent of the owner.
You may link to us, but you may not copy the data.