Colonel E.M. Day

Mrs. Edwin M. Day

12 May 1944

My dearest,

The last letter I had from you was written on the fourth and since then, no mail, doggone it. I know that my little bug has written me but they just aren’t getting through—what a way to run a railroad. Anyway, they will I am sure.

I have been not so much busy, but tied right here to the office for the last several days. Of course Jimmy is away and now his able assistant is down with the tropical fever. FUO they call it, meaning fever of unknown origin. In addition to that a couple of the other hardies around here are also missing for various reasons, so the oracle must sit and pass out yeses and nos at random as a result. I suppose that Jimmy is about to come reluctantly back to the fold by now.

The editorial policy of this publication is veracity therefore a correction must be published. About the school we have been discussing. I wrote you in the last letter it was the Navy War College. I was wrong due to a mix up in my discussion with the staff officer concerned. My name is going in for the Army Navy Staff College, as we previously talked about. The tropics must be affecting me. Now as to the Navy War College there is also a name to be put in on that at once. My name has gone to the Generals office, with others for consideration for that also. Now we are straight on that again. Don’t become confused my little bug its just Pop. I wrote to a couple of fellows in Washington about this matter so now it is still and only, wait and see.

The Guatemala deal for your visit there looks better, for things are moving towards what I had in mind when I said that I thought you would be allowed to make the visit. Nothing yet but I think so. They have had a typhus epidemic there, of not to great proportions, lately and we have stopped other than essential flights to there, for the time being. Be sure that you get typhus shots before you make such a trip. It takes three shots a week apart. There has always been some of it in Guatemala, but lately they have many more than usual cases. Its bad stuff, of course, so the shots are very much in order. I am just finishing a series. TAKE the shots my dear, I am not fooling.

I saw the nicest movie last night. Lost Angel. I, as a rule, do not go for child actors, but this little girl is wonderful. The story is good and the acting excellent. I know that you will like it if you have not already seen it. It has everything you like for an evening’s entertainment and is one of the few good shows you can run across. I am capable of being quite a critic, with as many shows as I see. I saw Tarzan the other night in Tarzan’s Desert Victory. Boy oh boy, don’t miss that one. I am undecided who to bet on: Superman or Tarzan. And besides, I want my fifteen cents back. I know one thing; I am going to stay out of that darn jungle. I am a mass of bites from those vicious little ticks. No fever yet, but a very unpleasant number of after bite bumps which itch all the time. I took great pains each time to get the little devils out, or rather off but that seems to be a job of major undertaking. (I just called our CG and asked him to drop a note to where it will do the most good on the school detail and he said that he would get it off this morning.)(The reason was due to a major change I just this minute heart about, not affecting me, but affecting any letter from that source.) This sure is a mixed up paragraph.

Darling lady, there seem to be no other words or ways to say what I say to you so often, but those words are good enough for me and I hope that they do not become tiresome to you. I love you with all my heart and soul. I want to see you and be with you. Adios my darling

Edwin