Mrs. S.C. Wilson

22 S. Madison St.

Staunton, Virginia

Jan 19^th 1944

See here, my dear Major, you have not been writing your mother as often since you got that promotion. How come, have you gotten busier on something with your added importance?

Elizabeth came up here last week and has been sick with cold ever since. I don’t know where I have seen anyone with a worse cold.

Sara took her job with the ration board last week and has to leave the house at 8:15, which is dark. She has been sleeping until 10 or 12 every morning and staying up till all hours at night. Now she goes to bed with the chickens. Did you get a Christmas box that contained a small fruit cake and a bill fold? It was supposed to be my Christmas present. The girls filed up and sent the boxes when I was very sick so I did not see much of them. Sara suggested the fruit cake was spoiled and you threw it away without finding the bill fold.

It was a rather nice one with lots of different little compartments, so I hope it didn’t get lost. But you and Billy were such the same thing- and neither of you have mentioned it- I dear so.

I’m glad you did not buy those expensive trinkets to send us. You will do well to save your money.

I know that to send you tobacco is the thing that pleases you most. Bill was still having trouble with his teeth and bones and was trying to work out going to the dentist each day. He and Pauline had decided to leave their affairs until after the war. Let us know if you need some tobacco and send a request. They won’t sell us a whole box of cigars anymore

All my Love- Mother