May 18, 1945

Friday 10:30

My Dearest Husband:

Just a few lines to let you know I’m thinking about you (as usual) and I love you with all my heart. I am going to try to get to bed early tonight for I am not feeling good. I think I may be getting a bit of Allen’s flu.

I feel it’s only fair to you, to tell you I am now fat. I weigh now 136 pounds. I don’t know where it came from because I eat hardly, and I take my exercises every day. When Mother gets home I think I’ll go to the doctor.

I mopped all of the floors today hah that was Elsie’s extent. I made labors for her usual run. I had sauerkraut wieners and dumplings, and apple sauce for supper.

No better again today. Do you know anything about the 867^th Ordinance H.A.M. Co? This boy is our neighbor, his APO is about the same as yours (467) and he went overseas around the same time as you. His name is T/5 Donald Schroder, so if you recognize the company look him up, I know him When.

I love you Preston so much. My longing for you is a steady ache, and my days are meaning less without you.

I encourage you to write immediately telling me what to do about getting up a place: Where in Allentown specifically you want to live (tell me a few locations and where you don’t want to live) How much of a place can we afford, 4-5-6,000? How much you should make a week, 800 forth because I want to try to find something when I go in July. I want to build preferably: I suppose you are set agents it but you realize the point I am trying to make don’t you? It’s many saved happiness earned.

Maybe I could at least buy a lot and then when you get home you could get the G.I. loan, or I could apply for the FHA loan and start building. Only I want your approval on so many things and I want you to take part in it too. You’ve missed out on so much already. Now tell me all these things and more.

Goodnight, Preston – Please Write.

All my Love and kisses,

Maggie, Allen and Barbara.