Letters

Letters to Bucky II

April 21st, 1943

Oh My Dear Sweet James,

All letters should begin and end this way. Still business? I guess that's a good thing. People are still raving about the pictures you sent our paper. They want more but I know that's a lot to ask of you army men. You aren't fighting in a war for our public interest, you're fighting to keep us free. We're already asking enough of you guys. On behalf of my newspaper, I would also like to thank you and the boys for the job you are doing. I've said it before but it needs to be said again.

My cooking was never really that great Bucky. It was just little things like spice. You could make the same things I did if you wanted to. It's really not that hard but thank you for missing my cooking. Eventually, you'll get used to the canned food. Soon you'll look forward to it. At least I hope you do.

Persona? Bucky, you're a ladies man through and through. Maybe just not my man though and you're going to find out eventually.. So it might as well be now but Steve confessed his love for me. I think he mentioned that you knew and I'm a bit upset that neither of you said anything. You're my best friends what did you guys think would happen? What was the worst case scenario? I love Steve too Bucky. We're together. I can't believe it took me this long to realize that he was the one for me.

Of course not. I'm not housewife material (well I am but holding down a job has always been a dream of mine). Since Steve and I are together, I don't exactly expect him to be a stay at home dad (he's great with kids but you know him, he's so careful and cautious. He'd be a nervous wreck). I don't know if we'll get married, I hope so. I think he wants that too. But I'm getting ahead of myself here

I'm sorry to hear about your friend Bucky. You seemed to have been close with him and I'm sorry to hear about what happened to him. It's constantly raining in Europe around this time Bucky, didn't you know?

It's always been one of my biggest dreams to visit Europe. It looks so beautiful in all the pictures I've seen but maybe I'll go years down the line, after the war is truly over and Europe has had time to recover. I don't wish to see the war torn country. I might not be able to handle it. It would make me too sad.

As for the statue of our mayor, they didn't even capture his likeness. He was such an awful man and they made him look regal, noble even. He was nothing of the sort. It's sad to say but having the neighborhood kids vandalize it was the best thing that could have happened to that statue. What a poor waste of metal.

I miss you as well Bucky. I miss your charm and wit and your troupe of ladies. You don't have to be ashamed that you miss me. I'm a very missable person.

We're on letter fourteen which means we've sent seven back and forth to each other. I wish the number was higher but I know you can't always reply right away and the letters have far to travel. I wish I could see you in person.  Steve is perfectly fine. Maybe my explanation above will give you more clarity.

Until next time!

Love,
Willow Peterson