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