Colonel E.M. Day

 

Mrs. Edwin M. Day

                                                                                                                        20 April 1944

My dearest,

            I should have written you yesterday and actually tried to get off a letter to you, but I was just not up to writing a letter that was worth reading. I still am not by all ordinary standards. Since that darn leave order came in, I am not worth shooting. I guess that a fellow should not get his heart set on anything these days as I had my heart set on that. I know just how you must feel also. I had a big mental picture of you when you got my cable. I will bet that the air was blue in that vicinity. Well anyway we are still hoping whether you know it or not. There has been no answer from Washington as yet but there should be one any day now. I sort of feel like that it will be favorable. I have no reason to be that way but I do anyway. Once the answer gets here and if it is favorable I am going to clear out of here with one big flash of dust behind little Eddie before anything else can happen. I of course will wire you the answer as soon as we receive it here. I am anxious to get your letter about all this and see what your alternate plans are. Darling I just can’t put down on paper how I really feel. Here, now! I am not going into that for it might be all without foundation. I’ll wait till later after the BIG reply.

            Honeybuncher, I am surprised about the censoring of the letters for in a year here I believe that those are the first ones. Of course I have been careful about what I have written but I have gotten sort of intimate at times now haven’t I? Well that is just too bad for the censor or rather maybe he might enjoy it but I can’t be restricting myself entirely in what I want to say to you on account of that. Your letters are not censored coming this way. At least not down here. Not one of them has ever been.

            We are all reestablished again in our new location and I repeat that I like it much the better in most all respects. The confusion is now over and things have taken on their proper order again.

            Jimmy got the first pictures of his new baby today and it sure is a big and nice looking kid. Now he cannot wait to get back to see it. There is a possibility of a ferry trip before long which would give him one day at home so he might get to see it soon. He just stares at the picture and can’t believe that it is him which is involved.

             There is so very much that I have to discuss with you dearest that I just can’t write (As usual). I know that you will be very interested in just how things are going etc. It all really isn’t important except indirectly but I know that you would be interested just the same. As you can guess there are tremendously changing conditions and there are all sorts of possibilities in which I might become involved in the ordinary course of events. My policy of sit and watch until time to act is still in force but in judging the situation I naturally have come to some very definite conclusions and have mentally laid some plans to head off some possible possibilities. I speak only of 10cal situations. If I remain here I will do everything I can to hang onto my command.

            We just finished two days ago a big air force demonstration before all the brass hats and political bigwigs in the area. Again with a certain amount of luck we came out on top. I was pleased of course and it doesn’t do me any harm though the good is somewhat doubtful as far as I can see.

            Dearest lady I am about to close again. I love you so very very much and am so low in spirits since our plans are stymied that I really am not much of a letter writer I do know that without you I cant even begin to be myself or to be anywhere near happy. If this doesn’t clear up in our favor I will figure out something dearest so don’t give up the ship yet. We will get together again some way for a while at least. All my love, my dearest; loads and loads of it. Adios

                                                                                                            Edwin