22 Sept 1944
Friday
Sweetheart Lady,
Gosh all hemlock, I don’t guess that poor old Pop is going to hear from
anyone and how in the name of a saint is he going to write a good letter if that
is the case. I know that there is another hurricane in the
I am rather anxious to hear your final plans and dates for the first of the month. The orders are not out here yet but I expect them by Monday or Tuesday (25 or 27th) and will let you know at once either by letter or wire as soon as I get your letter giving me your proposed plans and dates. I have already given you my plans which still hold good. There is just no possible way for me to get by SA first although I sure would like to do that for it would make the plans so much simpler and everything so much more expeditious for us. However the big thing is to get together somehow and as quickly as possible and if we cannot have our way exactly in doing it well that is that. Darling lady fix yourself up as pretty as you know how for I have dreams of how you will look and I have promised myself to drink your sight into my very toes. But then honey if you were in rags and tatters and you would still look good to me and always will. I know of nothing that will ever be as good to me as greeting you my dear.
I think my dear if we can get a nice room at the
Darling there is nothing else to write about. Our new CG is here and the readjustment to a new commander has begun but I shall take it slowly and feel my way. Each new man of course causes changes in policy and ideas that one has to get next to.
Darling I have no wool uniforms down here and the only thing available is
that ONE uniform the girls are kidding you about having to watch so carefully. I
do not know whether I will need or not. You know how the weather is in
Darling mine I am closing now and send you my love for I do love you tremendously dear and push these days forward with all speed for I am becoming very impatient to be with you. I just hope that you are as anxious to see me. Adios darling.
Edwin