February 11, 1944

My dearest Hal,

Another week of school has passed and Sam and I look forward to our weekend. I guess we will go to town tomorrow, Daddy to have some more teeth pulled and Sam and I to take our shots.

Sam buys defense stamps at school twice a week on Tues. and Fridays he is working on his fourth bond. He is very proud of having bonds and is always collecting pennies and even folding money if he can get it, to buy more stamps. I guess the fact that other children are buying them too helps to whet his enthusiasm for bond buying.

I think you will find that school is making some very good changes in our only son. He is learning to take turns and share things with others and many other very necessary adjustments.

We have been hearing from Bob every day lately. I guess he is pretty home sick or could be he has time on his hands for a change. They were awfully busy at the hospital out in Louisville where he was stationed before he left.

We are all so thrilled that you are coming home. I can hardly wait to see Sam’s face when he sees you. He talks so much about “when Daddy comes home.” We are both anxious to make some plans but of course this is impossible as long as you can’t tell us any thing about what you are going to do.

Mother has been sick again. She has had sore throat and cough and has been in bed three days with terrible pain in her sinuses. She has a terrible time with it every once in a while. She is feeling a little better tonite. Peggy has been sick and hasn’t been to work since Monday. She has had something funny wrong with her head. She broke out with great big hives all over her face, neck, and head. She had an awful time because of course because it itched like blazes and her scalp was covered with whelps. She had them for two days and they finally went away. She still has a cold and of course they might have come from that or they might have come from some medicine she was taking. I have never seen anyone have anything the least but like it.

I guess you think we are always sick but I’m hoping that spring when it finally gets here will help us all. I fell as though time were dragging by on leaden feet these days. How I will ever get along until you come I don’t know. I am very busy so of course that helps some but it is still a long way from “the middle of the summer.” Couldn’t you make it a little sooner [?] I know you’ll be [there] on the first boat, darling, if you have your way. I think if I could have mine I’d bring you home by air. The longing to see you becomes more unbearable with each day that passes.

I wonder if you know whether you will be here just for a leave or will you be here for a tour of duty. In other words are we going to be able to go with you to your next station?

Write as often as you can. I shall only be able to tell you are coming when I stop getting letters. If you fail to write as long as you are there you will be raining my hopes for nothing and I couldn’t stand that.

I miss you so much I can’t begin to make you understand how much.

All my love,

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