We were met by Jimmy

AUSABLE FORKS
NEW YORK
Sunday, January 27, 1940

My Darling
We were met by Jimmy [Monero] at Westport.  He took us to Upper Jay.  There we had a drink with Louis (tea and cocktail).  We drove home, Ida served supper (sausage), we ate it.  We talked and played records for a couple of hours.  And then—properly, to our separate rooms—went to bed.  So it will go on—except that tomorrow I’ll get at my work again; and tomorrow night I’ll draw and Sally will read.  We think too much of you to talk about you.  Sally simply said:  “I never knew there could be so great a woman.”  You may, be sure, darling, that the little house will be made as beautiful as it can be made and that every thing that we do to it will be done with great love and the thought that the more beautiful we make it the more months you will want to live in it.  Oh my darling, plan to come back early!  We will be happy here, us three.
I’ve realized that it is not fair that you should not tell mother.  Not fair to you.  Please tell her, let her know how close and dear to each other you and I will be all our lives.  I’ll come to see her when I can.  But when you write to me that you have told her I will write to her too.
That’s all now, darling.  I can’t tell you how I love you, because I don’t know how.  I think you know.  One belief I really have about you and me now:  you will be spared my meanness, and you’ll have my love always.  And so we may be happier in each other than, as things were going, we could otherwise ever have been again.
Lovingly,
Rockwell