November 24^th, 1944

Hi Honey,

Just got to write you tonight.  Today has been Thanksgiving, and if ever I ate a lunch, I did it today.  We had a turkey dinner and on our plates were cigarettes and cigars, really was nice.  The marine men were allowed to bring this feast in, everybody was happy.

     Louis I have thought of you all day.  There isn’t a day that passes without me thinking of you.  Dreaming that some day you will be mine, and how happy we might be and all that silly stuff, but never the less, I do it.  Knowing it will never happen, I guess you have done the same thing at times in your life, well when you are here you really do some dreaming.  If only you could have been here today.

One.

Louis I have got four more weeks here, out in the Woods day and night.  Then ten days delay in route, at home.  If I mean any thing to you, tell me the truth before I come home.  Because I will spend it with you if you want me to, if you don’t tell me you were fooling.  I will have to stay across about four or five years.  Most of my time I will be guarding the prisons.

            My father and mother have finished their course.  I never know what day I might get a telegram saying the sad words.  My brothers are all across fighting my older sister has joined cadet nurses in the navy, I am left to wonder.  My mind is wondering, believe me.

            Love always,

                Ike

Ps. I wish I could

Be with you there

in college. Building

a future for myself.