Sunday, 2130

July 16, 1944

My dearest wife,

Your nice long letter came today honey, and it was awfully good to hear from you again. It seemed so long since I heard from you last.

As I mentioned yesterday in my letter that I may go to town, well I did. I went to Clarkesville, Tenn; that is the closest town around here. We waited about an hour in line here at camp before we could get on the bus, and when we go to town we couldn’t even get a bottle of beer. I had a spaghetti supper and a ice cream sundae and walked around awhile then came back to camp, we were back by 10:30 P.M. The town is full of soldiers, and solders and then wives, and some children. That sure settled me for going off this post. I don’t think I will even go again.

Well I have some new again. Tomorrow I have to move again. I have to move the supply room across the street. They already moved mess hall today. I just had everything nice, now I have to move again. It sure is disgusting. I love this Army, I am going to be a 30 year man for sure. I’m not kidding honey, another year of this and I will go mad.

The W.O. was alright, but he has left now. I think I mentioned in one of my letters that we have a first Lt. now for a supply officer, and we expect another officer tomorrow.

I missed you so much today again honey. It is hard for me not to be able to see you evenings and weekends. I am so lonesome.

It is good to see you make your own dresses, it shows that you have some interest in it, and its awfully good practice for you. All you have to do now is to learn to sew on chevrons (just kidding). Have some pictures to then of you honey. I would like another big one of you at the studio. I’ll send you the money if you want me to.

I think I will close for tonight my dear. I’ll try and write again tomorrow night.

I love you with all my heart. Consider yourself kissed good and hard like I used to do to you.

All my love,

Preston