Monday, January 1943

Dear Marge,

Well Honey you probably think I’m a liar by now but things are all mixed up here as usual. I guess we had the big inspection, but like lots we have had no one saw in inspector. He was around somewhere. That’s another part of the army.

Marge I hope you get to feel better. Honey you better take good care of yourself just for me. Don’t forget to take your pills and what ever else they give you. I have to go get some holes filled early in the morning. Teeth in case you don’t understand.

It’s really been cold here lately. It was colder than heck here all day. Some weather for colds.

Marge you seem worried about me. I’m O.K. Just as ornery as ever. If we do move you don’t need to worry till we get where we are headed. Maybe not even leave here. One never knows. They say we are still going to get furloughs. Don’t have high hopes cause they can always change their minds again.

Boy Marge I would like to be there to squeeze you right now. It will be a yr. tomorrow since I left Carrollton. Remember that day. Jan. 11, 1943. I wish I was back there now but maybe I’ll be back before long. This war can’t last many more yrs. The boys here look for it to be over in another yr or somewhere near that. It will take time but we will get it over with real soon.

Honey I hope you get to feel better real soon. If I was there maybe I could give you some of my fat. Some of the boys call me _...  ._.  _ _ _  ._  _..  ._  …  …  . If you can’t read this I’ll tell you sometime. Well Sweetheart be good and I’ll be seeing you. I love you & you know that.

                          XXXX           Yours forever,

XXXX                 Ralph