December 28, 1941

Sunday Afternoon

Dearest Nick:

Awake at nine this morning, went to church with another girl from here. After the services we stopped at the [restaurant] and had our breakfast. As we were eating, my sister got off the bus and we were very glad to see the others. Came home and she went to bed: I cleaned the room, washed clothes and pressed what I had left over.

I am sitting up in bed writing to you, honey, and then I’m going to stay and rest. You see, dear, I didn’t work today.

It is very nice to sit up in bed and write to my best boyfriend. I love you, dear, very much. Ester told me that my brother was home for the holidays; they all missed me, now, in a way, I’m sorry I didn’t go home.

Honey, Ester liked the picture of Camp Eustis. I have it on my wall by my bed. With the pictures on the wall, your picture in my locket, it does seem that you are here in my room.

The day is warm and no snow yet.

Honey, did you get my telegram? I sent one home and they received one on the 26^th. I want you have a happy new year. We’ll have our holidays combined, dear, when you come to see me in a cozy nook of the car. I love you, dear, more and more each day. I realize that with you away, I’m only being happy when I get a letter and know that you are happy as I am. All that we miss in this separation, dear, we’ll make up for everything, yes, everything for I love you, dearly.

I looked very nice in church this morning. Since I’m not working late hours (13 hours) my eyes don’t seem tired and I’m looking much better.

Honey, the only way I kill my lonely hours is by sitting up in bed and [writing] to you. I enjoy doing this. As you say, honey, you have formed this habit well so I am and I love to write to you for I love you.

Darling Nick, Ann is working from 7:30 until eleven. She was down to see me yesterday at the PX.

I love you. Now it is time for me to rest awhile, dear, and before the nite is over, I’ll write a little more. So dear I’ll say, so long, to you. I send you all my loving dearest and my kisses, which I’m saving all for you.

Lovingly yours, Rose

Sunday Evening

Dearest Nick:

Free early and it really was late when I awake. One of the girls woke one up and wanted to know if I was hungry, was I! We all got ready and walked over into town and ate. Came back, dear, took a bath, washed my own hair and one of the girls invited one into her room. We played “pick up sticks.” After, dear, we looked at pictures and I couldn’t hardly wait until I left so that I could write again.

The girls are all returning from their homes and we are all very happy to see them back.

As for seeing you and spending time with you, dear, will be my happiest moments. For I love you so much. When this confusion is all over, I know that we’ll be very happy, all over again, the way we were before, and more happier.

Honey, after this is all over, I’ll have to look for another job, because I don’t care to go back home and the way I love you, dear, I want to be where you are.

I’m sitting up in bed again and writing to my best boy friend. Do you know who he is? Sure you do.

My sister is telling me about Xmas and how happy everyone was at home. Now I wish I [could have] been there. They had stuffed Turkey and all the fixings, while I only a hamburger. Oh, well, there’ll be another Xmas and I won’t be left out. Dad and Mom got me a beautiful Chenille robe and slippers to match. It really is nice, an aqua color. My sister got one, too. We got hose, slips, perfumes, etc. and I only wish that I could have been there with my Mother and Dad. Honey, I have the nicest Mom and Dad in the world. Mother isn’t very well and we all are proud of them.

As for you dear, I love you, very dearly.

Now, If you were only here sitting on the edge of my bed and telling me you love me, everything would be complete. But since you’re not here, I pretend that you are and are telling me about how you spent the day. That’s what I always want you to do. Tell me if you work hard and everything that I want to hear.

Honey, I am going to say good nite now and all of my love and kisses, sweetheart, belong to you. Someday you shall have all of them. I love you, dearly and dearly.

As ever,

Rosemarie