Cherbourg, France

Aug. 4, 1945

Sat. nite

My darling Maggie:

As usual it is another one of those lonely Saturday nights, and me, still in a blue mood. Its being away from you that has me so down in the dumps. It is like you said, you just wonder how long you can hold out. I love you so dam much Maggie and I get so lonesome for you, it really is a strain on me, and I guess you too. There must be an end to this sometime – soon. Your letters are swell honey and they keep up my hopes a lot. Everyone of your letters are swell and well composed.

Please don’t let yourself get worried about my coming home when you don’t hear from me for a couple of days. All you do is get yourself worked up for a let down, and I don’t like to see you be let down all the time. I promise honey that if and when we come home I’ll try and let you know, or maybe you will know before me.

No honey, I never did get to Paris yet, but there will come a day. I would like to see the place while I am over here. I wanted to go out with the convoy that is leaving Monday, but my assistant is going to La Howe this time (we take chances) so I have to stay here, for some one has to be here. Maybe I’ll get the next one, anyway I hope. Everyone says the country is nice when you get away from Cherbourg. That is the reason I want to take a few trips. The way I think, I may as well see some of this country while I am here.

We had a volley ball game this afternoon and it was a good one too, we won, naturally, but we had to work for it all the way through. We played three games and won two out of the three. We won the first, lost the second, and the third game the other team was way ahead of us, but we got working together and pulled through. We are still undefeated, but I guess there will come a day.

So Bobby has her first her first tooth already. She seems to be coming along pretty good, better than Allen I guess. I still like her, and I will pay as much attention to her as I want. If Allen is jealous, he’d just better get over it now.

I saw that same moon you saw, but I hate to look at it. It always reminds me of you, and I miss you so as it is.

I think I will go to bed now honey, I sure wish you were here to tuck me in.

Goodnite Maggie darling,

All my love,

Pres.