Wednesday

July 12, 1944

Dearest Marguerite,

Just came back from the show, the first one I saw since I am down here. It was called “Manpower” with E.G. Robinson, George Raft and Marlene Detrich. It was a year or two old, but I hadn’t seen it before and I thought it was rather good, some good jokes in it.

I was just thinking today, of course it isn’t any of my business anymore, but I think now would be a good time for you to go to a dentist and have your teeth fixed. It’s one of those things that has to be done for your own good. I went to the dental clinic today for another check up, I am alright now for awhile again.

It rained here for awhile this afternoon, but stopped now and is still as hot as ever. Last night wasn’t so bad for sleeping.

Your letter came today, they seem so few and far between. What seems to be the trouble? Aren’t you interested anymore? If not I won’t bore you with anymore of my letters.

The pictures came out pretty good. I hope you can get more film to take some pictures of the kid, I like to see how fast he grows. He will be six months old on Sunday.

I have some old pictures of us which I think I will send home sometime. They don’t seem to resemble us much anymore, and I need room for baby pictures, and you can put the old ones in an album if you have one.

It was good to hear that Allen can sit alone now, I didn’t think he would ever get the idea of the thing. He takes after you by being bright. The fellows think he looks like me. I think he looks like you. What do you think?

I am still quite busy, but have two sometimes three men working for me which helps considerably. I tell them what to do so I can do some of the more important things that have to be done. We only have one typewriter back here in the supply room, and that is a little portable. I could sure use another at times. I had my first salvage today, and quite a big one at that, it took me most of the afternoon to get it turned in.

I haven’t heard from home yet. I hope everything is alright. I don’t get any mail anymore. I guess I have to start writing to some people. I don’t have Jack’s address will you please send it if you can find it? My morale is lower now than it has ever been, it hit a new low, but I guess I’ll live. I must make the best out of it.

I guess that’s all the news I have for this time honey. I am writing this letter in the supply room.

Until I hear from you,

All my love,

Preston