Jan. 30, 1944

My Dearest Hal,

Another Sunday night is here and another week has passed which means that we are finally thru January. Your two years of duty overseas will soon be up and I can hardly wait to get each new letter from you because each time I’m hoping it will bring some news of your plans to come home. I can hardly bear to think about it very much. I get so excited whenever I think of it. I begin building castles in the air and dreaming all sorts of lovely impossible dreams. It will seem like a dream come true to have you home again. I believe maybe that would wake me up, I’ve been about half a person since you’ve been gone.

Elizabeth called me again last night and asked me to reconsider about the party. I had said I couldn’t go but I guess I’ll have to reconsider. I said I would come but I’m sure I have no business going. I have no gas to spare, I shouldn’t be driving around by myself at night and I will have to get up and teach Wednesday, so I really shouldn’t go. I don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings and I haven’t been to a party in months. I’d like to go if you could go with me. I find things just don’t seem any fun unless we can do them together. You will never know how much I am looking forward to seeing you and having some fun again. Of course no one is having a great deal of fun these days but we won’t need any thing but just being able to be together and have our little boy with us. I would give a lot to know if you will be stationed somewhere we can be with you.

We went to town yesterday and Daddy had three teeth pulled. He seems to have stood it very well and though he has a very sore jaw, he doesn’t feel as bad as we were afraid he might feel. He is having all his teeth out and his tonsils treated. We hope so very much that this will help him. I think it will be a right long process because he will be several months getting them out and then can have no teeth made for six months.

We are so worried over Mother’s blood pressure. Dr. T. has been working on it but he isn’t very hopeful so far. She is supposed to get two hours rest morning and afternoon but she is very nervous, as you know, and she finds it hard to keep still. I am glad to have Sam in school even though she has always insisted that he did not worry her at all. I believe she will rest more easily if she does not have the responsibility of him while I am not here.

School seems to be very good for Sam. I doubt if he will do enough work to be promoted. I don’t think it matters about that as long as he learns to get along well with other children and becomes more independent. He is plenty young and must not be pushed. Miss Campbell has a group of children who are doing kindergarten work because tests have shown they were not ready to read. I believe Sam could fit in to that class if reading proves too difficult for awhile. Anyway, Sam likes school and we should be so glad because that makes it so much easier. He just loves to have all the other children to play with. He saw several little boys at school with riding pants on and of course he wanted some right away. I got him a pair Saturday and now he thinks he is a made man. He has already had to have three packages of paper “to write on” at school. No one can imagine what he does with it as he doesn’t write yet. He tells us the most remarkable tales about what he has done in school. I will be so glad when you can see him. He is naughty sometimes but very lovable in spite of that. He is very much like his daddy; I guess that is what makes me love him so much.

Please keep on writing those lovely long letters. They are wonderful.

All my love,

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