Take, for instance, this very sweet story from the Chicago Daily Tribune on October 7, 1942, in the Front Views and Profiles" section written by Marcia Winn.
A girl we know received a letter this week from a soldier she knows pretty well. As a postscript he wrote, "Consult the title of Ludwig Bemelman's latest book." On her way home from work, she stopped in a book store. A priest, two business men and an elderly women were waiting at the counter as she leaned toward the clerk and said, "I don't want to buy anything, but can you tell me the name of Ludwig Bemelman's new book?" The clerk, a nice, friendly man, leaned far over the counter and whispered, " 'I Love You, I Love You, I Love You.' " The girl, her face crimson, turned and ran.
P.S. - The boy is coming home on furlough this week-end.
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| Not the couple from the story, but representative of wartime romance |
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Oh how romantic!
ReplyDeleteIsn't it, though? Absolutely delightful.
DeleteOhhh!
ReplyDeleteOops. My computer is having issues and I was unable to finish my comment. But how romantic! I can see the whole thing in my mind, too, in a sort of Bedford Falls-ish town. :) I'd love to know what happened to the couple!
ReplyDeleteI would love to know, too, Jen! It's so darn sweet. :)
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