Monday 2015(8:15 pm)

Sept. 18, 1944

My dearest Maggie:

Well honey I got over the weekend alright. It was a little gruesome but Monday morning rolled around. I was kept pretty busy today. I had a few things to pick up, and I sorted out the salvaged clothing that I picked up Saturday.

Oh! Honey the pictures are just wonderful. I am so proud with them. At last I have one with your face on it but then you are not looking up. Now how about having a few of yourself taken. I love pictures especially of you. That is an awfully good picture, the one you said you posed for. Allen looks so cute out there on the sand.

I feel a little tired now tonight. It was after twelve until I went to bed last night.

I always do seem in a better mood when I am kept busy. When I am not busy I have too much time to think. I get thinking about you, and wanting to be home, and how I hate the army and a million other things. There is one thing, honey, no matter how busy I am, I always love you in my mind, and love you in my heart. You do make me so happy.

Gee I wish I could see how you look with your new perm. You must look awfully pretty. I can almost picture you now.

I don’t think we will be able to save any money, honey. There is always something you are going to need. Not only this month but the next and the next. I think it is impossible. Did the doctor bill go up? I thought maybe $50 seemed too cheap. That is going to set us back plenty in our savings.

No honey, I never took a WAC out. They don’t interest me one bit. If we have a girl she is never going to join the WAC’s. You can trust me honey, I wouldn’t let you down.

So you really want me to vote. Well, I will honey. You know I would do almost anything possible for you. We do need a change. Four terms is entirely too long. We will soon be like the European countries.

Maggie if you really want and like that jacket and shirt, put some money down on it. You are going to need clothes sometime. It’s entirely up to you.

You write such awfully nice letters Maggie. I can sit down and read them over and over and every time I read them it sounds different. Maybe sometimes I just rush through it and when I read it again, I get another meaning out of it. Please keep up your good work Maggie-I love it. I looked over some of your letters last night, and you didn’t miss very many days since I came back. It isn’t so bad now is it? I used to get so darn mad at you when you didn’t write. I was always in a bad mood then, that’s why you got some of these nasty letters. Everything seems to be going well now. Except one thing honey. I love you more than I did yesterday. I am not kidding you. My heart really aches for you. I didn’t want to tell you this, but since I came back, and all your nice letters, I don’t mind the army hall so much. Sometimes I like it. I have changed towards you I know, but I believe it came on all by itself. The longer I know you, the more love you are going to get out of me. And I am going to kiss those pretty lips off of you when I see you again.

Goodnight Maggie. Be seeing you tomorrow night.

All My love,

Pres.