Sun. Sept. 13, 1942
Letter # 5
My Darling Jeanette:
Sunday morning and I’m sitting down to write you here at McDowell’s. I was able to get away this weekend again to come in with them yesterday afternoon late and today.
Dearest I haven’t had a letter from you since last Wednesday when I sent my cable to you, so no letters since August 30th. I should be getting quite a few at once when they do come. I was most pleased to get your cable Friday morning and glad you passed your driver’s test all right. I knew you could if you didn’t get nervous though. Keep up your driving some now so you will be able to do it all right when I get home.
I haven’t had any letters from anyone or any papers either since the last letter I received from you. However I owe everyone a letter just about so. I wrote Jack and Jim a letter this week – yesterday and the folks a letter on Thursday when I wrote you last also, darling.
Dearest, I miss you so much and at times I feel very lonesome and blue even with all my friends over here in the army and among the civilians. There is no place like home and no one to take the place of one’s wife and family; however kind people may be, when one is away. I look foreword every day to that time that I’ll be back there with you again in our own home.
Last night
I rode into Finagly (?) with someone who had to come
this way. The scout troop meets here on
Friday nights and I had told Mr. Butler that I would [beginning of page 2] come
some time. So I took the opportunity
last evening. They have a large troop
here, about 40 boys, all in uniform also.
It is conducted somewhat differently than we do at home. It was very interesting to be there and I
enjoyed the chance to get out with a group of youngsters again. It has been since last January or December
that I did anything in scouting in
As I said this weekend I am at McDowell’s. I had to come this way on business yesterday afternoon (very conveniently) so came on over here afterwards. I had supper with them last night and dinner today. They had some relatives in last evening for a visit. If it is nice this afternoon we are going to take the bus to Banga where Mr. McDowell’s sister-in-law lives. She is the one who has been staying here with them since her husband died. I think I wrote you in another letter about that.
We will go to church this evening, I believe, as it is too late in the morning. I slept until 10 o’clock, believe it or not. With the black out curtains closed, the room is quite dark and you can sleep much later in the morning.
I’ve been rather busy this past week. My work is about the same as it was back at six, and about the same amount, so you can tell just about what I do in the offices. In addition to that I have a certain amount of liaison work with the British Hq. in the things I handle.
Darling, I’m glad that you are well as your cable said and I hope that you are over your cold entirely now. I’m well as usual, though the weather is changeable enough to give one a cold. Are your folks and mine all well, I hope so. How’s Ginger and Rover and how are they getting along with each other?
There really isn’t much news to write you about dearest, since last I wrote, as I haven’t done much except what I already wrote you about above.
Tomorrow I
have got to take a reconnaissance and inspection trip. I hope to get through
Have you
been able to make any more extra payments on the house lately? Did you get the notice from the government on
my second increase in allotment to you?
If not, you had better write the Finance officer, U.S. Army, Wash.
D.C. Send them a copy of the allotment
and ask them about it. I mailed the
original to
Well dearest there isn’t much more to write you about now, so guess I’ll close until next letter when I hope to have some mail from you to answer.
Sweetheart, I love you dearly. I think you are the most wonderful person in all the world. And I miss you so much. I pray to God each day that I may be back with you soon again. And until that time comes I shall miss you more and more each day. All of my love and kisses to you darling.
Your loving husband,