April 22, 1945

My Dearest Darling Sweetest Dolly,

            I haven’t had a letter for two days now, but I did get another package. I remember you telling me, you had to send two packages when you said you were sending the fudge, so the cookies, coffee, cocoa, and stationary came. The cookies didn’t last very long, and it wasn’t very long after the coffee came, before we had some on the stove. It tastes damn good. Now everything is all gone, so my lovely little darling I suppose I had better send another request for some more. Everything was good honey and thanks a million. You’re perfect. Ill love you always.

            You know I have to make a trip to the dentist, and I wish you were here to go along so you could hold my hand. One of my fillings came out, so now I have been putting it off, but only for a couple days. I keep putting my tongue on it. I’ll go tomorrow morning.

            You were talking about all the red tape; you have to go through for your retroactive business. We went for showers the other day and we practically had to give a note from General Eisenhower for they would let us in, then they asked us how long it had been since we had showered, and a bunch of everything and do you know we didn’t get to take showers. I guess we didn’t look dirty enough.

            ­­­We have been having California weather the last few days. Like when I was home just a year ago. I wonder if I will be home for good by this time next year. I hope so. It seems like centuries ago instead of a year.

            Today is Sunday, and I didn’t get to go to church. I cleaned out my duffle bag today, and I packed my o-do in the bottom and I’ll be damned if they didn’t come along about five minutes before time to go to church and say we had to wear them. I couldn’t get them out. So I didn’t go to church. I wish I could have. I’ll go next Sunday. I’m going to have to spend a lot of time in church to make up for time I’ve lost. Just like I’m going to tag you around, and be with you every second. I love you.

            We have a radio in the tent, and tonight Jack Benny was on, and I was listening, and soon enough I had to go out and do some work. I guess listening to programs until I get home. We have been listening to hear when the Russians meet up with the Americans. And to see of the war is going to end. It seems like it is going to end damn soon. I don’t know what the hell they’re fighting on now.

            Can you imagine the nerve of anyone telling me how to make coffee? I guess they don’t know me very well. I thought I was losing my taste for coffee, but your coffee proved to me. I still like it. So you don’t need to push the percolator away. Boy won’t that be something to unpack all our things, and get everything out of the [boxes] we haven’t even touched a lot of things we packed away. I just hope everything is alright.

            Dudick just came in, he had a fight here a little while ago. I’ve seen some tempers but dude really has one. He told this guy he would knock him all over the place, and the guy is about three times bigger than he is. I had to laugh. Kennedy is always trying to get him sore, and it’s funny when the tables turn. Dude can usually make him sore.

            That was too bad about Ernie Pyle wasn’t it? He always said he didn’t want to do down there but still he went. I hope I never see the place. But I’m not worried.

            Could you send me some more candy and coffee? But don’t try and send me anymore boughten candy, and gum. It is too hard to get back home, and we get plenty of both. But we can’t make homemade fudge.

            How did you like the picture? I hope it didn’t scare you too much. I sent one to Dad and I am going to send one to Regina. I suppose Aunt Nell will be raising hell because I didn’t send her one.

            Well my darling little wife, I’ll say good night now, and pray that this will be all over by the time you get this letter. Then it won’t be much longer, and I can be home with you, and just hug you real tight, and tell you how much I love you. I’ll love you always. Millions of kisses.

 

Your every loving,

Giles