Tuesday
November
21, 1944
My
dearest wife:
It
is almost midnight again and I am still working. Seems like I’ll never get
caught up, and I’m really tired.
I am really writing to let you know I have lots of love for you again
today. It just keeps going on like this from day to day. I am very lonesome for
you honey.
I just don’t know what to write about tonight Maggie, as I’m not much in
the mood, something like last night. When I am like this its best I don’t write
too much. These long hours aren’t doing me any too good. I have a very bad
disposition, and the longer this lasts the worse it will be on me. I am so
afraid this Army life is going to affect me in more ways than one when I get
back to civil life. I am afraid for you, because you will have to put up with
me, and that may be a tough problem. You probably noticed I was hard get along
when you were down to Campbell. I hope and pray everything will turn out
alright. Take care of yourself and the babies, my heart is with you.
Goodnight my dearest.
Hope to write a better letter tomorrow.
All my love,
Preston