Cherbourg, France

May 31, 1945

“Eagle Day”

My dearest wife- oh! I mean Chubby:

I must be getting as bad as you at the number game. I believe I forgot to number one or two of my last letters, but I am starting again where I left off.

You can believe it or not but I actually received two packages from you today, but that’s not all, also a V-mail, so I just had to write tonight. Actually I am feeling just a little high tonight. One of my friends just brought in three bottles, and that’s not all, they just left to get some more so I am squeezing in a letter.

I love you Maggie so darn much. I dream of you- more than you think I do. I took that from a song, but I thought it was appropriate for this occasion, and I do really love you.

From your letter today, (rather a short one), I found that you really responded to the time I went to a dance. I knew you wouldn’t like to hear about it, but I had to tell you, for I always do. One thing honey, I never said anything about me dancing. That’s where you took the wrong attitude. I can just see you at Joe’s jiggling off a few. I wouldn’t care if you did honey. Only you know your own conscience. I really don’t think you would. I’d be haunting you, you know. I’d be sitting right beside you.

Tell me honey do you like my latest letter? Or do you think I am going crazy in the Army?

Your brownies were spoiled “Chubby.” The coffee was spilled all over everything and they didn’t taste very good. Don’t get discouraged. It happens to most people. I did like those close crackers. You do know what I like. I just thought of something- one of the fellows told me. If you want to send me anything anytime you can add the request to the bottom of my letter. Simple??

I guess this is about all I have in the line of writing for tonight. Oh! One more thing sweety, my heart aches for you, and I really love you.

All my love,

Pres.

P.S. Have a good time at Joe’s, but be sure you pick a good looking one, and be careful- he may look clean- but???

Love

Preston