August 24, 1944
Darling Lady,
Gee whiz- moving has caused a disruption of the mail service or at least a delay for now it will take a day or more to reroute what has gone to the old post. Thus I am at odds ends and anxiously awaiting word from my beloved. It will get here though even if it does come in gobs and then blank spaces. We seem to always complaining about the mail don’t we honey. Not really complaining though just observing for it does from a very important place in our lives this way. Word from my darling sets me up no end.
With little mail I really have very little to talk about honey. We are what you might call settled in a routine again with the fuss and bustle of moving over once again. It’s the same old story as far as my actions are concerned. The movies and reading in the evenings after work. I haven’t seen anything good in particular to advise you to see or have I read a really good book. I have been reading these two bit paper books of short stories and reprints of good books.
The war
news sure looks good lately but I get very disgusted with the news releases and
the method of landing war reports. One day they report a big victory or the
capture of
I am
wondering if you are in the great and good city of
This is a mighty puck letter my sweet but the important thing is that I love you my dearest and wanted to tell you so and have a chat with you. Much much love to you and Adios till later.
Edwin