Oct 7, 1942 10 PM

My dearest Gerry:

Here I am half way through another week again which means only three more days, 69 hours and I’ll be with you again. In more ways than one, the army has been good to me.

I went to see our new company doctor and he was grand. He wanted to know if I was married and I said I expected to soon so he gave me some sort of a tonic to build myself up a little bit for you. How about that? The deafness in my ears was due to the terrific strain from yipping on Saturday, and nothing can be done for it, it just has to wear away itself. However he gave me nose drops which will retract some part of my ears back into place. Now if all this doesn’t work after a week, I should go see a good ear doctor.

Kay called me today to find out what color dress she should buy or if we were married. Also that she got the job she wanted back at the airport. The main reason was that Mr. McCarthy died and was buried today. The army flew Dick in from Calif. and Ed got home as he is stationed in Wash. D.C. It was very sudden Margaret found McCarthy unconscious at the foot of the stairs when she got home about 2:30 Sunday morning, and they just had time to get the priest and doctor when he died. He evidently got up to fix the furnace and fell down the stairs. They were a very close family and will miss him very much but God knows best and we must always be ready.

I am going to get plenty of rest this week as I think I have been doing too much lately. Last night after I spoke to you I feel asleep and woke up at 9 PM got undressed and slept until 745 AM and I’m still tired so now to sleep 10:30 until 7:30 nine hours of sleep, with nose drops and tonic pills I should be blooming when you meet me Saturday night. Say a little prayer for us.

Love,

Eileen

P.S. I love you.

E