Cherbourg, France

Sept. 8, 1945

                                                                                                                                               Sat. nite

My darling wife:

            This is Saturday night again, and as usual—very lonely, even more lonely than some of the others.  I hate to see Saturday and Sunday come around.  As long as I have been in the army, they are still my most lonesome days of the week.  I love you very much tonight—again Maggie, and I miss you very much too.  Seems funny, I still don’t have anything to write about.  Well, maybe there can’t be too many more days for me to write.  I’ll be so glad when that’s over.  Instead of writing about love, I can reach out and grab you and kiss you anytime I want, that is if you don’t object, and I don’t think you will.

            I saw a couple of good shows this week.  I wanted to tell you before, but when I sit down and start writing to you my mind becomes a blank.  All I can think about is how much I love you.  Tonight I saw, “Those Endearing Young Charms” with Robert Young and L. Day.  Last night I saw, “Patrick the Great,” with Peggy Ryan and Donald—I forget his last name.  The night before—“Together Again” and on Wednesday—“Salome where she danced.”  They were all pretty good and I enjoyed them.  Later going to feel good to sit in a show with you again.  I love you Maggie.

            One of our officers has a girl friend which he became engaged to the other day.  He is going to get married and take her back home.  I think he is crazy.  But I guess he knows what he is doing.  He says he is in love with her, but also said that she is going to get $20,000 when she is 21 and I guess that may be soon.  It may be the 20,000 that helped make up his mind.  Just between you and I, I wouldn’t give you up for ten million.  Maybe if you offered me eleven I’d take it.  Our love is more than skin deep.  We have an everlasting love, and we were made and belong together.  Tell me sweetie—do you love me?

            I am going to send your letters home as soon as I find a suitable boy.  I don’t want more to carry than I have to.  I think I will send them to my home if it’s alright with you, eventually they will go there some time.  I am also to inform you not to send any packages to me as I am supposed to be home or on my way by Christmas.

            All I can say honey is that there is a happy day ahead for you and I.

                        Goodnite my darling,

                                    All my love,

                                                Pres