August 4 1944

Darling lady,

Here is old Pop back again but with not much to say. There has been a lull in the mail again but then that is rather regular. I want another postmaster.

I have been rather busy the last few days but the evenings are very dull and lonesome. Jimmy and I usually eat together and go to the show. Its funny how guys fight shy of the Colonel. Of course we are on good terms all of us but then they do not seem to take much pleasure in eating with or knocking about with the OLD MAN. Of course they are all much younger and stay so formal all the time. There is only one officer near my own age, a captain, in the outfit and we manage to get together occasionally. He is from Youngstown Ohio and a former broker or investment banker and is good company. I play a little golf with him and a show now and then, even a dish of ice dream at times. HO Hum. But when fold up time comes in the evening at quitting time it is a long and tiresome time until supper and the show and then bed. I must admit that at the other field where I could see George and the rest of the gang about my own time it was more pleasant. I know too that it is much the same with you my dear being alone so much. I sure hope that time flies and we can remedy that. Just being in your company is so comforting and satisfying.

I now have hopes of getting up to Orlando to the school like the one that Charlie Myers went to possibly sometime in October. At least they called the other day and said they were trying to fix it up for some of us to go. I suppose now that my honey buncher could possibly get to that spot without too much loss of time. It is ten days long only but then who knows maybe a delay in route could again be arranged. Anyway ten days is ten days. It is quite far off and that makes it indefinite but it is nice to think of even though it is not yet time to get excited about it. It would be a nice time of year for it—my, my how did that statement get in there—well anyway take it both waysfor it is true both ways.

Speaking of my Lady Dinae, I miss you terribly my dearest and already feel as if I had been away from you a long long time. I love you so dearly sweet and think of you constantly and I hope that you are of men. You know my tour dwon here is up in only nine more months. It is hard to believe but that still sounds like an awfully long time. Well Adios my sweet till later. Loads of love to you from one who has lots for you.

Edwin