July 18, 1944

My dearest Lady,

 

I just don’t know what has gone wrong with the mail for there was none to day and I have received a total of two letters from you since I arrived back. I know that you have written in that time for my sweetheart does not do me that way or at least she never has and do not think that she would either. Therefore there is a screwy delivery or there is something the matter with you my dear. That is the part that worries me for I sometimes worry that if you were ill something that there is no one to let me know. I am sure though that you would get someone to drop a line, wouldn’t you?

            I wont get a letter from you now for at least four more days s I am leaving in the morning for the Islands for abut that time and of course the mail will not reach me there on such a short stay. I will write you of course but as I have said before once or twice a week is about tops on schedule there, going or coming. You see my dearest how very important just a word from you is to me. Gosh sweet I guess that in the final analysis you are about all that really does matter to me. It’s nice to be in love like this but not so nice to be so darn far away- and I know that writing these letters in not any real fun either as you said there in SA.

            It will be good sleeping under a blanket again if you can imagine that right now from where you site and suffer from the heat. That’s what I will be doing though and no “baby doll” to cuddle up with either/except in my imagination dear but that is plenty vivid. That’s because you have given it every reason to be as time has gone by and I am becoming very adept at using it. In fact I spend much time with you that way. Do you ever feel it?

            I had a phone call today from the higher Hqts. and they stated they have turned my name in to Washington for the school again. The September class/ will we ever get through sweating something like that out? Gosh it seems that there is always something on the fire. I am beginning to believe that maybe they want to get rid of the old boy around here. Well I am not getting perturbed and am going along as if I knew nothing about it. If it comes so much for that and if it doesn’t there will be no regret for I am tired of fretting about such things.

            Honey bunch it is time for the show. I am writing this at night in the office as I am leaving early in the AM and did not want you to be without a letter for so long. I love you my wonderful one and send all my love and devotion to you. Adios.

 

Edwin