August 18, 1945

My Dearest Darling Sweetest Dolly;

I forgot to put that I was back in the village of Holzhausen. I sorted a letter to you in Metz, then I found out we had to leave for home. Now I am hoping I will be able to tell you something just a little more definite, and the only thing I can tell you defiantly is how much I’ve always loved you, and always will love you.

I’m not going to vote for President Freeman the next election, and I’ll bet you won’t either after I get though telling you what he did. I finally found enough time while I was in Metz to go shopping and he declared the day a holiday – (not because I could go shopping) but because the war ended, and all the stores were closed. I went window shopping and I didn’t see a thing that I thought you might like. So I went to the show. It was good (The Face in the Window). Then I went back to camp; and I told you about see the stage show and the last point of the show. I went back to see the first part of the show. It was damn good. That’s the spirit.

Then they told me I was coming back here. So here I came, and I had a very unwelcome letter waiting for me. Aunt Nell wrote a letter to me the same as she did to Pete. If dad is really sick I would like to know. I don’t think he is, myself. Flo’s would have told Pete the truth. It has me a little peeved.

I don’t know if you have read about it, but you can reenlist in the army – and get ninety days at home night away. You would be surprised at the bunch of them that are going to. I think I will. Like so much… I will. I wouldn’t enlist in this army unless I was plain nuts. I’m fancy nuts – not plain – anyhow or any way I’m nuts about you. I’m cute.

I thought I had told you about the stage show, but I guess I didn’t. There was a magician – he was fairly good. He muffled up on one of his tricks – he was going to make a couple of pigeons disappear and one of them flew out. Then there was some acrobat. They were go; they could fly up in the air and turn over just standing still. Then the best part was a clown, and he was the whole show; and I wish you could have heard him play the violin. It was swell the way he could play.

We had a little battle today coming up from Metz. We stopped once, by an apple orchard. The when we started up again the truck behind us started throwing apples. Then the battle started, and it kept us up until one, kid was hit in the eye. You should see his eye now. It’s a beauty. I felt sorry for the kid. We all wished that it would have been Monahan that was hit. He’s a loud mouthed ignorant Irish man. That may sound funny; he looks more like a dago than an Irish man. I call him a dago all the time, especially when he tries to say he is Irish.

I read in the paper about the big celebration in San Francisco, and all the people that were hurt. And you tell me not to worry. But I don’t think you were out in any of the big excitement. I love you. We will have our big celebration when I get home, and the way I am going to celebrate will be to hold you so damn tight, and keep telling you over and over again how much I love you. You’re wonderful, you’re lovely, and you’re all mine. I love you.

How does it feel to be back at work again, now you be careful and don’t work too hard honey. I was just thinking about how mad Dolly use to get when Jay would say Coak-Fulmer and Steele. I wonder if my little Dolly would get peeved if I said Paramount and McGinty. I wouldn’t mean to tease you honey, and don’t think for a minute I don’t like to read in your letters about your work; and you can believe me when I say I am mighty proud of you to have a job like that. It is still hard for me to believe you are so darn smart, besides being sweet and gosh darn lovable.

Well Dolly- I’ve come to the end again- and Ill write a longer letter tomorrow. I love you, and it won’t be long until I can get a real sweet kiss.

Your Ever Loving.

Giles

I love you.