Letters between Malcolm William Keshan and Dorothy Williams, 1942 - Part 2

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From: Miss D. Williams
37 Byrnes Street,
Bexley.  N.S.W. Australia
AIR MAIL.
18th February, 1942.

Dearest Mac,
It's me again darl - the bad penny's shadow you
might call me. How are you? Still keeping well
I hope. Its seems rather senseless to ask again and again
how you are, but it's to keep you from forgetting to tell
me, in every one of your letters, how you really are. Since
writing to you last week, I haven't had another letter
or card yet, but I mustn't be too impatient. Each day
I live for the moment as I walk in home, & look for
a letter. The trouble is, I get so darn disappointed
when there is none - it will have to cease. We are
having a busy time here at home sweet. Dad's bought a
car - an old model, which simply asked to be called
a "Bitsa", and he's teaching me to drive it. I can make
it go, stear it and even back it. Golly Mac we have
fun. And it's when we're laughing over things, that I
miss you - hate to think you are missing out on our
laughs and fun. But they will keep, darling. Do
you know, at the end of each letter, I think to myself
"Well there is nothing more I can tell Mac," it feels
as if I've been talking and talking until you know everything
about me. But the very next day some little thing will
happen and it will make me want to rush off and tell

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you all about it.  And because you are not right there to talk to, & have you teasing, 
I want to go and hide in a corner.  Its hard to sort out, but even riding up in our lift I
think "He used to stand right there" & if I dimmed my eyes for a minute I could see
you quite plainly.  How scared I was, each time you kissed me in a corner, for
fear someone would see us.  Trying your memory sweet, there was a stairway and I
didn't see you - at first.  I think I got mad, when you caught up, didn't I? Never
mind if it has slipped your memory my Mac - trust a girl to store up little
incidents like that. (Mum and Dad have some visitors outside. Guess by rights I should
help entertain them, but just now I'm on to a very important job of letter writing).
Where are you going to meet me when you get back Mac? I wonder, will it be
summer or winter - daytime or night? If it's winter then it will be simply
carrying on from where we left off, and I hope in a way that it's dark, because
I might suddenly want to cry, and that's a stupid thing to do in the daytime.
So shall we say - winter time, one night? But only if it is winter & even if the
earliest is two o'clock in the morning, please come. Out of pity for my family, for
I will be driving everyone silly until you arrive. Now I feel lots better - I have
written to you. The general idea is, I know, that I should cheer you up, but
I feel blue too, you know. Writing to you makes me lots nearer to you.
The very kindest regards from all here at home. We are going to have a grand
celebration the day you're back, dearest. Lots of Love. Yours - Dorothy.
 

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FROM MISS D. WILLIAMS,
37 Byrnes Street,
BEXLEY. N.S.W. AUSTRALIA
2nd March, 1942.

My Dearest Mac,
I have been outside playing with the dog, racing
around the yard like fury, until I'm exhausted.
There is the loveliest, huge moon out and it's so cool in
the breeze and oh I wish you were home. That's not a very
good start to a letter is it darl? Talking about my
dog I mean. Let's see if I can do a little better. How are
you my sweet? I do hope you're very well, and getting
lots of letters so that you won't be too lonely. I was
talking to Ray last week Mac, and we had a grand
old talk about you. Were your ears burning? Every
night Mum has to come in and put out my light.
It's the only way she can get me away from your
letters and photos. Firstly I get your box of letters
on one side of me and the album on the other. Then
I start at the beginning of the heap of letters and
work my way through, glancing at the photos as I come
across mention of various places you visited. I have
lots of fun doing that. How tied up we used to get
darling. You would ask me some question and by
the time I had answered it and you had received
my letter back, you would have forgotten the
question; and it was the same with me too. We

counted a lot on our letters didn't we Mac. Always telling each other to write often
and never less than five pages. Those five pages aren't doing so well these days.
Last week-end I stayed with some of the tennis club, in their cottage on a
river, and as a result I'm roasted once more. All the resolutions went to
the winds when that river beckoned. Next day. I am always sadder and
wiser - but it was worth it sweet. By the way, get out that list of ours and
add to it, a day on the river. We'll go early one Sunday, get a boat and row
way up to a certain spot I know of and then we'll swim and swim and
swim. We can take lunch & have a good lazy day. I'll bring heaps of song books
and We will go through them all. You won't forget now will you? Golly
darling I can see the moon from my window now and it's not making me
feel so well. How I wish this photo I have of you would wake up and
talk to me. Dad could call out to me until all hours but I wouldn't care.
One day though, I will be able to look up at the full moon and say "Next
time you're out full, Mac will be home again". So here's to that day, sweet.
George is still going up and up and as mad about it as ever. He loves
the life Mac, even if he is working terribly hard. I still boil when I remember
how he talked to you for hours, when I wanted to talk to you instead.
Goodbye Mac. Take care of yourself, and if you're feeling blue, drag out one of those
photos (if you still have them) and if you concentrate hard, maybe the photo will convey
my love to you. Because I concentrate this end too darling. Love from all. Big 'Cheerio'
Dorothy.

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Dearest Dot,    22.3.42.
Well darling I received you letter dated 25 Dec and after reading it I was as happy
as I possibly could be under the present circumstances I always get the greatest of pleasure
out of your letters sweet but those three little words darl were something Ive been looking
for I always wanted to hear you say them and when I left Aussie I was hoping to
see them in your letters but I didnt think I would and now it just seems to good to be true
Ive read that little part over and over and even when Im working I take time off to
repeat that line to myself and think about it sweet you see Ive always felt that way
I don't know if thats news to you or not but it shouldn't be. I'm sorry you did not get
a letter before Xmas I was sure you would have three of four by then, however
Dot I only hope that you never change in any way I definately won't and it
would certainly knock the bottom of everything if you did Our week was certainly
lovely Dot but its nothing to the weeks we are going to have. How is
everything in general going everyone at home in the best of health wish
everyone all the best for me once again. By the way you wont get any more urgent
wires saying meet me at so and so's Ill be calling to collect you instead
Im still in the best of health and doing well its getting warm again now
thank heavens, all the snow has just about melted but there is plenty
of mud about. Well darling Im counting every minute hour day and month
until we meet again Ive never looked forward to anything so much
before that my dear will be the day of days for me look after yourself darl
and dont change ever I hope we will be back together again soon but no
matter how soon its not soon enough for me. 'Cheerio' until my next
letter and all my love. S.A.G. Love Mac.

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Vor- und Zuname: MALCOLM WILLIAM KESHAM.
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