7 Dec. 1944
My Darling,
Been clipping off letters right + left here + I have only to write Gram to be all caught up. That hunting trip gave me something to write about. However, if I have any luck at mail call I suppose I shall be behind again.
Am getting rid of my shadow tomorrow. That cut Corps. Sgt. I told you about is going back to his own headquarters on the morning truck. He is a nice enough fellow + I like him, but I hate to have someone digging my steps all the time.
Well 3
years ago today the event that changed our very lives so radically took place.
The bombing of
Pretty soon now a much more important anniversary as far as we are concerned will come to pass. I love you Darling I always shall.
I greatly appreciated the advice you tendered me in one of your recent letters Baby + contrary to you belief it did not come too late. In fact a little encouragement on that subject will always be timely as long as I continue to waste my life in this damned Army. How I wish I could talk to + confide in you as I used to do. Between us we always managed to iron out every problem however insurmountable. That shall mean a great deal in keeping our life together ever loving + lasting. I do thank you Hon.
Sweetheart pay no attention to any rumors concerning rotation or any of the rest of it. Although I talk + joke about it with the fellows I have no faith in whatever. It is just another Army deception + as such is worthless. If I pinned my hopes on getting home on that plan I should be a hell of a lot more down-cast than I already am. With me it is just a case of sweating it out, looking forward to nothing. Then on every day I shall start for the States + can commence looking forward to being with you + at home.
All my love,