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Cherbourg, France

Aug. 27, 1945

My darling wife:

Two nice letters from you again today. I guess we are getting caught up now. I almost forgot the post offices were closed for two days.

I saw two pretty good pictures the last two evenings. One was “Valley of Decision”, with Greer Garson, and “You can’t live forever”, with John Garfield. “Valley of Decision” was very good. Don’t miss it, maybe you have already seen it.

I don’t think that house is too modern and anyway, it could be changed. These modern homes aren’t very expensive. The roof would be cheap. Glass brick shouldn’t be very expensive. I like the house, that is the picture f the house you sent very much, but there is one thing missing – there are only two bedrooms. You know, we need three now. That music, library room I thought would make a good den, but then maybe we could put that in the basement.

I guess you and I are thinking of the same things these days. All I can think about is the day I can come home and see you again. I can about see your expression on your face when you see me again, and I can feel your heart pounding. Your lips are warm but delicious; I just can’t get enough of them. Oh Maggie, I love you so much, you are all I ever think of, but what pleasant thoughts they are. [edited for content.]

I don’t think I mentioned, but I play both basketball and volley ball. Allen is a smart kid. I believe he wants you to lose more weight too. He is on my side.

That role of yours sounds very interesting. I just can’t wait to see you in it. I think you will be the most beautiful woman in the world. I know there are none over here to compare with you and I know darn well there are none in the U.S. You are the tops to me my darling.

I don’t think I mentioned it, but I was very lonesome for you while I was on my trip. When I am away like that and can’t write, I feel the same as if I was back in the states being on C.Q. and you in town.

I think you are looking better now than you did two years ago when you had that other picture taken. You are looking wonderful, and I’m not the only one who thinks that. You are a darling – my darling, and I love you dearly.

This discharge business really has me wreathing at times, but I can’t let it get the best of me and get disappointed. You know how I get when I get mad at the army. I learned my lesson, not to take things too seriously anymore. I found it best to laugh them off and forget about it. I know someday I will be coming home, and bitching about it doesn’t help one bit. I have my faith in God , as I pray every night. I hope he hears me and will answer my prayer, he always has so far. I want to come home especially for you, to be in your arms so you and I can be happy once again and start living.

I am feeling pretty good again except for my loneliness for you. Take good care of yourself Maggie. I don’t want anything to happen to you now.

Yes, Maggie, we hear lots songs over here. They have an E.T.O. hit parade every week, and like at home, it is usually on a Saturday night. No, Maggie, you are wrong, I am not drinking too much. I only go to the bar a few nights a week, then I only have a few drinks. I usually always know when to stop, but I would like to get drunk with you sometime. Not exactly drunk, but feeling real good.

How about waiting until I come home to get me a suit of clothes? I want to see what I am buying and I want you to be with me when I buy it, and I want to pay cash for it.

Do you really think I should go home first and get the car and drive out? I hitted to waste time. You tell me what I should do. Maybe it would be a good idea. I try not to think too much of it. I always get so excited.

I love you my darling Maggie.

Your lonesome husband Pres