1:48:01
And with spring came the promise that
perhaps I had found my place in life.
1:48:07
But part of me would keep escaping...
1:48:09
...and I'd find it running, in memory,
back through the fields of Peyton Place...
1:48:14
...or wandering down streets
now empty of young men.
1:48:19
I got a couple of funny ones.
This is from Ted Carter. He says:
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"The food they serve here must have
been warmed over from World War I. "
1:48:29
Remember Fred Combes? He's in
the Navy. He says, "Dear Hyde:
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I joined the Navy because I liked the way
they kept their ships neat and tidy.
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But I never knew until now
who kept them that way: Me. "
1:48:47
The boys are getting around these days.
1:48:50
I had a V-Mail letter just the other day
from someplace from Norman Page.
1:48:54
- Remember him?
- Sure.
1:48:55
He said he dug a foxhole so deep that
it was just short of desertion.
1:49:02
And then the seasons spun by so fast
they seemed to become one.
1:49:07
The war news was too big to grasp,
and too unhappy to understand.
1:49:12
Selena wrote me often about
Peyton Place, and I treasured her letters.
1:49:18
She always tried to mention
my mother...
1:49:21
...and tell me what people
were saying to each other...
1:49:24
...or were not saying.
1:49:34
Eventually, I broke the ice
of my intentions...
1:49:37
...and subscribed to
the Peyton Place Times.
1:49:40
I was hungry for names that meant
something to me.
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But among them, unhappily, came the
names of those who were gone forever.