Feb. 5, 1944

 

My dearest Hal,

            I am so happy to be able to write February 1944 on my letters because it means you are so near the end of your two years.  It still seems too good to be true to know that you are really and truly coming home.  I don’t write about anything else but I find it hard to think of anything else either. 

            Darling, just think of it.  We are going to see each other again and who knows maybe we may even be able to go with you wherever you are sent this time.  Is this possible do you think?

            I am afraid Daddy is going to have a lot of trouble having his teeth out.  He had three of them pulled Saturday a week ago and he is still suffering with them so he can’t eat and gets very little rest.  He is much discouraged, I’m afraid.  I want him to go through with it if possible because I believe it will help him eventually, but I really couldn’t blame him if he should weaken, since I have seen how he is suffering with these first ones.

            You will remember that I wrote you how we were all sick at Christmas time with the flu.  Of course no one felt like eating Christmas dinner then so I put it off and last night we had our turkey.  We asked Va. and Heber and Patsy to help eat it.  We had planned to have Moffett and Marion too but Marion is sick in bed with the flu so they had to decline.  Then we asked Frank and Nellie T.  They were delighted so we had quite a nice Christmas dinner.  It came very nearly being a Valentine party.  Poor Daddy wasn’t able to eat very much but everyone else enjoyed it a lot. 

            I hope I’ll be cooking your dinners before so many months pass.  I can hardly wait though I will probably not be an expert.  I wonder if you’re going to be spoiled; after all you have become quite accustomed to servants by now I guess.  No one here has servants any more.  Everyone can make more money working in war plants.

            I heard some one say last week that the latest survey shows an increase of 63 percent in the cost of living since 1939.  I knew it was pretty bad but now I’m wondering if we’ll be able to live where you’re stationed.  I think I’d do anything if only I could be with you.  If Sam is in school maybe I could work and that would help.

            Darling, maybe I’m being foolish but I still want some amber beads.  I don’t want that very expensive dark kind because I think the light kind is prettier. 

            I know I must sound like a selfish pig when you have been so sweet about sending so many lovely things but you did ask me what I wanted.  If it is terribly high maybe you had better not do it.

            I hope you will bring Sam some stamps and coins and other souvenirs.  I believe he feels that most of the things were for me.  He is real sweet about it but I can tell he wanted something exclusively for himself.

            Darling, the important thing is to come soon.  I am so thrilled I can hardly bear it but this waiting isn’t so good.

            We miss you dreadfully but we are trying hard to be patient hoping to see you before so very long.

                                                                        All my love, Page.