My beloved June; reunion.

Dear my darling June,
The war is now over and I am finally coming home to you. I know you are probably hiding in one of those nuclear bomb shelters you wrote me about but I still worry about your safety, my dear. Many of us in the war force are concerned that there are communists traitors living and breathing in the United States government. It is a very scary thing, but for now we are safe; HUAC has begun to pick out the traitors and accuse them. Our favorite senator is backing up all these accusations as well. I couldn't be happier to come home to my beloved June, start a life with her, live the american dream. We can get a car, have those strong little men you've been yearning to mother. We can even move to the city! Sweetheart, white picket fences and homemade cookies are in our future. Our children will be well fed, nurtured, and taught in the new desegregated schools. I'd love to name our first-born after your father. We will talk more about this after our reunion. My darling June, I've never loved until I loved you as such. We shall be wed first thing, and upon marriage we will buy our house to start living our life together. Dearest June, when I lay eyes upon you I will be as happy as a small child on Christmas morning! I'll be seeing you soon my love.
Yours always,
Kenneth

(This is fake.)