Sat. Nov 18, 1944
Dearest Maryelf,
I suppose you’ve been listening to some of the football games to day too. They’re just coming over now. We’re quite fortunate to have a radio in our hall. It certainly helps to pass the time when we aren’t busy.
I’ve about finished the novel, “Prodigal Women.” Do you know I didn’t realize that it was women instead of woman, - I realized that it couldn’t be the latter- since it gives the life history of several women. I thought at first that it was going to be an interesting story, but it turned out to be rather disgusting in spots. I suppose it’s true to life, but just now it’s too much of what you hear and see around these camps. You can’t seem to realize that people can be so utterly filthy minded. You’ve said this before “It gives me the jitters to hear someone speak like that.” I know how you must have felt. You want to move away from it- any place so that you won’t have to be part of it. Of course you can’t do that now. I always have my memories of the times we spent together and that overcomes everything – nothing matters when I can dream that we shall one day do the same things again. All the little things that may seem trivial in themselves mean so much in the whole scheme of our life together.
There weren’t any letters today but every day there aren’t any means that, “I’m one day closer to the day when they will arrive.” Do you remember saying that? You used those words while I was on the way over. I have that letter written with - green ink - in a special place in my folder. I think it’s a “super” letter - I read it almost every day. You wrote it one Saturday and finished it on Sunday. The one Saturday, when you couldn’t sleep- remember? I also have another letter which is a “super special” too. The one in which you put a drop of perfume “Heart Bees”. It’s you Darling, just as though you were right here in the room with me. I just have to see those letters and all my love for you comes over me, completely overwhelms me, as though I were being carried along by some unseen power. Nothing matters but our love Sweetheart, it’s the center of our universe; everything must be subject to it. I want to be home with you Darling, with all my heart- no matter how many months we are apart, I can’t get used to it. Nothing but our home will be natural to me. Sometimes I’m surprised that I think so few times about my mother. Once I thought that there never could be anyone in my heart but her. She would always have a very special place there- but you, dearest, have completely taken all my hopes, my desires, everything that matters. I didn’t think that could ever be, but it’s so. I have no regrets that it should be that way either. I suppose you’ve known this to be true for a long time. I’ve never put it into words before but I guess I’ve known for a long time too. We’ve formed a new family, it will be just the way we want it to be, no other group will be quite like us- and the most wonderful part of it all is that only we will know all the secrets about it. No matter how far apart we are- we will never be lonely for any length of time. Darling Mish, you are all that matters in any thing I do. I love you, with every fiber of my being. It will always be that way Dearest, It’s good too, to know that you understand because I know that you feel the same way.
At last it’s happened. I’ve met someone from near McConnellsberg, a fellow by the name of J. Baier, he’s really from Carliel- He knows the Game Warden who use to live in McConnellsberg, Frank Kercher- They also know- Garlocks- I.E. fellow who runs the garage where Anna Mae’s brother in law works- It was funny I remembered. Garlocks, but couldn’t think of Helen’s husband’s name. I suppose I’ll think of it some night when everyone is asleep and wake up everyone to tell them of how wonderful my memory is. It was nice to be able to talk about the mountains and the steep road just before you hit the town. It’s a little closer to home when you know someone who knows a person you know- I’ll write Anna Mae about it.
That’s about all the news for tonight dearest Sweetheart except once again to say I love you with all my heart. Everyday now brings me one day nearer to you dear.
Bye Millions of kisses
Your Frank
Completely yours for always