baguio
july 31, 1944


my dear fely,

it's awfully nice of you to write again and i don't know how to thank you. you're truly one in a million and i'm sure no number of words that i can say can express even the shadow of my gratitude. it's so big and deep it's surpassed only by your kindness.

fely, how can you ever doubt my wanting you? you know what a hell i've gone thru and it's only natural for me to seek someone who is tried and true. to tell you frankly i had to swallow my pride to come to you, but i knew it was the only way that i could recapture happiness if only to know that you're harboring no ill-feelings towards me. you can't imagine how much brighter my outlook is now that you've assured me of your sympathy and understandings. if there's any woman really worth a man's love, loyalty, and affection that woman can't be anyone but you. i don't have to actually see you to know that you're the only one who holds the key to my box of happiness.

of course, if while i was astray, you have compromised yourself with another man, then i won't dare worm my way in. to be a bother to you and war your life is not my wish. to see you happy and contented is my ida of happiness i had my chance once but i mad a miserable failure and i'm aware that i no longer hold first rights to your affections.

however, all my life i'll be saying a prayer for you everyday and let's hope that we'll live long enough to see the day when you'll allow me to administer personally to your whims and happiness. to me, that will be the day of days.

here's my love and please don't forget me to your ma and pa.

always,
ely