Friday, 2000

Feb. 18, 1944

My dearest wife,

This week went awfully fast, but I am not so happy because I have nothing to look forward to this weekend. It makes me feel so good to know I am coming home once again to be with you. I am going to be awfully lonesome for you this weekend. I didn’t mean to sound so angry when I said about not coming home. I was just so mad about the connection I had to get back here, and I was a little worried about my stripes. You know it is easier to loose them then it is to get them. That extra money will mean something to us I think, and I also want my son to be proud of me that I am a sergeant instead of a private. You now I will be home whenever I can. I love you both so much and want to see you as much as I can. Things may start to pop here soon again.

There was a colored outfit that was getting ready to move out, they turned in all their equipment, got new clothing, and got on the train to leave today, then the orders were changed. This is a strange world.

I have another jacket for you a 34R which I think will fit you a little better, you may have to turn up the sleeves some but that won’t be hard to do. I think you could do it, maybe your mother can wear the one I gave you. I am also getting myself a bunch of socks which I will be able to wear any time. I hope I will live to appreciate all the things I am sending home, that would make me very angry.

I do hope you are not so angry with me anymore. I am awfully sorry, will you forgive me dear. I don’t know what it is honey, but I have you on my mind so much. I guess I do know what it is, it’s love. The thought of us being together in Port Clinton and Franklin bring me such good memorizes. It’s almost a year and four months now that we are married, and I loved every minute of it. I thought my love for you would wear off some after so long and also now that we have a baby, but my dear it hasn’t worn off any, it’s much stronger, stronger now than it ever has been. I guess you feel better now too that you have what you always wanted. I’ve had what I wanted since Oct. 31, 1942, and I am not fooling.

I’ll bet your ears will be singing this weekend, because I will be thinking of you plenty. Marguerite- I love you.

You can put away that new nail polish of yours.

I showed the babies picture to the girls at the Q. M. and they think he is so cute. If you come out here they want you to come out to camp with him. One of the girls want to hold him, she is going to be a mommie soon too. Mrs. Gardner wasn’t feeling so well lately, a clogged chest or something.

Remember Maggie I am in love with you- forever.

Your husband, Preston