Monday, 2230

Sept. 11, 1944

My dearest wife:

We have had a very miserable day today, raining all day. There was a hike scheduled for tonight and I thought it would be cancelled for sure but we went regardless. It wasn’t raining when we left but it started to drizzle on and off all the time we were out. We really stepped it off this time. The first four miles we walked in 50 minutes. It was another 10 mile hike supposed to last 3 hours but we did it in two. About 10 miles in two hours isn’t bad, is it. I didn’t mid it at all this time. If we ever go out for a walk, I am liable to walk the parts off of you. I would just as soon take a walk sometimes as a ride in a car. That way we can talk more and we are by ourselves and I can always sneak in a kiss now and then that I can’t do in your car. I guess you know what I mean. I’ve always wanted to ask you why you never let me close to you when we are at your home. At my home I could hold you or kiss you almost anytime. The same goes when we go to bed. You know you are a married woman now, and what you do is your own business. But I guess you have your own idea about the subject.

It really was glad to hear about Charlie. I only hope they don’t kill him. It would be good to see him again. If he gets back alright and of course me too we will go out and fetch a good one, that’s if it meets your approval. I don’t know why they put Ralph in the paper. His desk name is Ralph.

The way I heard, Atterbury is very active at this time. One of our boys went up there on an inspection team. I don’t know about the rest comp business. That may be so too. According to the papers I will be discharged at Fort Meade when that time comes.

Time seems to go so slow when I am away from you honey. I don’t know what I would do if I wouldn’t have you and the kids to keep my mind occupied. I love you, I love you, I love you. I would still go for a walk even now if I had you by my side. You mean more to me than my bath eyes, and that’s not exaggerating either. What I mean is that I am in love with you.

You know honey it won’t be very long before that son of yours starts working. He seems to be doing very good now. I don’t think it will be much longer. Do you?

How are you feeling honey? You still didn’t go to the doctor yet, and you must have been down town a dozen times. Why don’t you go?

By the way, my family doesn’t vote Rep. because that’s the party they belong to. I don’t believe my dad ever voted a straight Rep. ticket. He always picked out the one he thought best. As for me, I don’t know who is best or who isn’t. So the best thing I can do is forget about it. I’ll never vote anyway. I don’t care who gets in. There are only 7 days to a week, and when you get so old you die, so why worry.

Say honey if you want that robe buy it and send me the bill or if we do get to Cinn. I can pay you there.

I miss you so much.

Goodnite Maggie.

All my love, Pres

P.S. I thought I was going to have a blue Monday today, but this afternoon a letter came from you. I was so happy. You do make me feel so good.