Mom and Dad were dating when he was called to serve in the Swiss-German mission for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. Mom was sad to see him go, but proud of the service he would give for the next 2 ½ years. When Dad left in June of 1933, he told Mom that he wanted to know everything she did. Mostly he wanted to know who she was going out with, what they did, and where they went. After four months with all the details of Mom’s dating life, Dad begged her to stop; he couldn’t concentrate on his work. After that Mom’s letters took on a newsy, supportive tone, never letting on about all the fun she was having.
As Mom’s 21st birthday approached in September of 1933, Dad sent Mom this postcard from Germany.
(I didn't know that Dad could be so effusive.)