Wednesday, 1930

Feb. 23, 1944

My dearest wife,

Well I was out on the range again all day, in the pits, tomorrow I will do some firing for a change. I hope I will do good. I did good once before and I guess I can do it again if I get a good gun, but I don’t want that to be my while alibi. I’ll probably be able to tell you more about it tomorrow. My face hurts tonight, I guess I got some sunburn or windburn. It was a beautiful day, warm, almost like spring. By the way I saw in my paper that spring is only about three weeks away. I thought at one time I heard some robins singing, but maybe it was just some other kind of bird. I am feeling good again, honey, just about like new. Remember nine a night? Do you think we could do something about it? I would like to hit that before I die, or before I am too old. As you would say, I am almost 26 now. By the way what is the average life of a man? By life I mean how long is a man good? Well you know what I mean.

I didn’t have a letter from you today. I hope everything is alright with. Now I don’t have much to say or any questions to answer, but you say I never answer them anyway, but I try to answer most of them. Sometimes it slips my mind.

There is a stage show here at camp tonight and tomorrow night, and I think I am going tomorrow night. They try to keep a soldier happy at a camp.

The next time you see me remember me that I owe you a quarter. I never knew I was handsome. Thank you so much for the compliment. You’ll have me looking in the mirror soon.

Hi Honey, pretty darn good job for pres, huh?

Bill

Bill Ayrer just dropped in and I showed him the pictures of the baby and he wants to write a line to you.

I hve been thinking about you all day again, gee I love you so darn much honey. My heart catches in my throat everytime I think of you. You’re my sweetheart, my darling, my dear, and my lovely sweet wife. I am going to miss you again this weekend honey. Please tell me some sweet things.

I do love you so,

Preston