Friday 2100

Aug 4, 1944

My dearest wife,

I love you so awfully much my dear. Only my action could show you how much I do love you. It’s a hard thing to put in writing. We both have about the same feeling so we know what we mean to one another. I would be a total loss without you. You are my inspiration, my reason for living and the woman I would love to spend the rest of my life with. You ask me if I still love you, well I do honey. I only wish I could it in words. I can give you some idea though. I am in love with you more now than when I was going with you in Toledo; more in fact than I ever have. There is no limit to their love business. It just seems to go on and on for me. Never once have I been sorry I met you, or that I married you. I have been mad at you at times, and you have been with me, but that is nothing. I think we got along awfully well in Franklin, this last time. I think we are getting to know each other better. There is one thing we both haveto overcome, and that is our thick headness. We will get along swell if we both pull together. You know, you and I are meant for each other, and our love is much greater than some people we know. I think we should make an ideal pair when we get settled sometime. Speaking about getting settled, we are going to have to look for a place to live soon. Maybe they will let some of us loose before you know it.

Well the bivouac is over again for awhile (I hope). We all walked back from the area this morning. It took us about an hour and a half to walk five mile, no breaks, it was a nice walk, not too fast.

I wish, too honey that I could be there when you get home, better yet I wish I could help you. I wish you would stay until I come home. If it gets to be too long, or something happens I will let you know immediately. I am possitive that I wont be coming before the 11^th of Aug. Do you want me to come back with you? If so let me know and tell me about that train to Cincinnatti from Tiffin or Fotoria, what time it leaves and what time it arrives. I am dieing to see you again. I’ll bet you are looking sweel. You always do when you have your hair all frizzled up.

I guess I told you about us having a party tomorrow, (Saturday) well I guess I wasn’t supposed to go, annyway I am on C.Q. tomorrow night. Everything happens to me. Maybe its for the best tho.

I didn’t do anything in my anger that I would be sorry for honey, except writing that dumb letter. I want you to keep your trust in me. I’ll never let you down my sweet, you are too dear to me to be hurt.

I am going to sign off for now, untill tomorrow night.

My heart aches for you,

Pres.