France

April 29, 1945

My dearest wife:

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Say honey it is really cold over here. I almost froze today. I was cold all day. This would be an ideal day to have you around.

I went to the show last night and saw, “Strange Affair”. It was a murder picture, something different for a change.

Was that a lock of your hair you just sent me? It is somewhat darker than the one I am carrying around with me. Is your hair darker than it was a few years ago. You know we are married two and a half years already, and yet it seems a long time. We have had so little time together. I don’t think I’ll ever get out of your sight – (not for a while anyway) after I come home. How are the children? Are they both behaving? Bobby seems to be getting bigger and fatter and cuter every day. And that goes for Allen too. You know honey, I am kinda proud of our two healthy children. Not everyone has two such kids like ours. I guess its because you like them so much and I don’t. I guess that is what makes them good. I mean I do like children, but not too many. And another thing we always put all our love in it. Those kids should be full of love.

It was good to hear my letters are improving. I am trying my best improving them. You never did get that box I sent you – did you? I believe its almost five weeks now. You should be getting it soon now.

Those little quarrels we had are a thing of the past. You and I are going to start a new. I don’t think there should ever be a reason again to argue. We both have to learn to control our temper – especially you, and I think now is a good time to learn to control it. I too think things will be a lot different when I am home and you can see me every day. We have so much life ahead of us we won’t have any time to quarrel, and another thing we have children now, and they wouldn’t like to hear it either. It isn’t always your fault, I am at fault too we are both to blame, so if I blow my top it will be up to you to get me out of it and the same goes for you. I love you Margerite. I get awfully lonely for you too, but I think I will live. I guess the kids will like me alright. If they like you I guess they will like me too. I know I like them. You are a good mother you know. I won’t worry about it anymore.

Say Mag. What seems to be the trouble with you? Just a few weeks ago you were down to 118 now back to 132. I think you better see a doctor. There must be something wrong someplace. You know it can’t be from me I have been over here too long. What did the doctor say? Or didn’t you go yet.

Why don’t you write to mother maybe she can get some film for you. I like to keep in touch with how you look and how big the kids are getting. I would also like to see how your hair looks now that you have a permanent.

I just can’t seem to get the chill out of my bones today. I guess I’ll have to go to bed shortly now as that is about the only way I think I will get warm. [edited for content].

Goodnite my dearest

All my love,

Pres.