Paris

Sunday March 18, 1945

Dearest Mary,

            I don’t know why I should have forgotten-but somehow I didn’t say a word about “St. Patrick’s Day” in last night’s letter. As you well remember, I don’t go for it any too much anyway. I know, however, you’d be disappointed if I didn’t at least say “Top O’ the Morning to Ye”. You know you’re my own Colleen, always though, no matter what the day.

            Gee! Bum, if I didn’t mention the picture of the Christmas tree, I meant to. It really is a good picture and I think your picture is especially good. I can see our pictures on the buffet and the picture, which John gave us, stands out very well. All those letters arrived while we were moving, and I didn’t have much of a chance to comment on many of the things you expected me to discuss with you. I’ve forgotten some of the questions you asked. Don’t forget to ask me again Mish – please.

            I was looking over some of my letters and found Edith’s Christmas card. I thought you’d like to see it so I’m enclosing it with this letter. The little boy reminds me a lot of Johnny. By the way, has Johnny been over to visit you lately? I’ll bet he’s had plenty of fun this winter with all the snow. You weren’t able to get the skates for him were you? They will have to be a must for next winter. I hope I’ll be able to be there to help him the first time he tries them out.

            Sunday was just another working day with us. I went to church this morning and again thought of the nice times we used to have when we went to church together. No matter how many times, we traveled the same way. It always seemed like the very first time when we were together. Easter Sunday will be quite an important day in France and especially in Paris. We might have service in the open if it’s a nice day. I’ll try to get some pictures. Try to have a nice time for Easter, Dearest; you’ll know I’ll be thinking of you and wanting with all my heart to be with you-

 Night Colleen

 Wish all our love

 Your F.D.