April 1, 1944

My dearest Hal,

Today it is raining again, for months and months we didn’t have rain and needed it so and now we are having too much which is the way the world goes.

We went to church as usual and Dr. T. preached a very fine sermon I thought. He talked of the memories which people accumulate and store up in their minds and how in times of great trouble, in separations those memories comfort and sustain us and help us to preserve a healthy frame of mind. Missionaries who were imprisoned tell how they stood the ordeal by calling up things they remembered from the past and in this way preserved their sanity. It made a very impressive sermon. I have enjoyed hearing him so much, his sermons are always interesting and sometimes very thought provoking.

Saturday I saw Sara for about 3 minutes but you can hardly imagine a busier place than the ration board on Saturday morn. I was very anxious to know if she had heard from Billy. She had heard nothing since the 1^st of March. Let’s hope that no news will prove to be good news and he will be all right when we do hear. Sara said that Elizabeth wrote that Nana has not been feeling too well. I was hoping so much that the doctors there would be able to do something to give her some relief. Elizabeth wrote me inviting Sam and me for an Easter visit but we will not be able to make it. I can’t leave Daddy until he is feeling better. He can walk with the help of two canes but has gotten steadily worse for the past two months. We hope [having his teeth out causes it] and that he will soon be feeling better. I have never seen him so blue and discouraged as he is. He hates terribly not being able to do the chores and truly I don’t mind doing them at all.

Darling please hurry up and come home I miss you so much. I try so hard to be patient but it seems quite impossible. I just have to make foolish plans even though I have no idea we’ll be able to carry any of them out.

All my love,

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