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Sunday, May 3,

 

My Own Dearest Hal,

            How much I miss you.  It seems to me it keeps getting harder to have you away like this.  I do hope you are sending us letters regularly.  We send you one every week and do hope you have finally caught up with some of them.  Is there any way you know of in which we can send you letters air mail?  I have been notified that all your mail must be sent to N.Y. now.

            You had a card this week from Burnley Adkins.  He is at Fort Meade.  I will write him a note but you must write one too.  I will send you his card so you will have his address. 

            I don’t know much news to write.  We are now rationed on sugar and will be rationed on gas the 15 of May.  Everyone seems so much more determined to help in the war effort now.  I believe people in general are at last waking up to the terrific importance of the task we face.

            Mother and Sam both have colds.  Mother is still in bed and has a dreadful cough.  Sam is feeling much better now.  He went out today and was delighted after being in for several days.  He didn’t go to church and Sunday school and was quite hurt that I kept him at home.

Monday Night,

            Sorry, dearest, I was just too sleepy to finish this last night by the time I got Sam in bed I couldn’t do a thing but crawl in beside him and sleep.  Mother is still in bed and doesn’t seem to be improving very fast.  She has had a very bad case of bronchitis.  Now I think she mostly needs to rest.  I have quite a time trying to keep house and nurse too.  I’m getting along fine though and really enjoy having something to do.

            We got your letter today and it is so wonderful to hear how you are and what you’re doing.  Your letters are so interesting.  I wish we could be seeing all those lovely places together.  Some day maybe we will, even if I’m not such a good traveler.

            Do you like this blue paper?  I only use it for you.  You can always read the blue ones first because they will be news of home.

            Sam says to tell you to come home tonight.  He often asks, “When is Daddy going to find us a house?”  He seems to think that finding one is all that is necessary to have us come and stay with you.  How I wish it was as easy as that.  We would come moving in on the first plane. 

            Everyone else is busy knitting sweaters for their husbands or sweethearts in the army so I guess I’ll have to make one for you.  Will you have yours sleeveless or with sleeves, heavy or light weight?  Don’t forget to tell me so I can get started on it.

            Send Sambo some more pictures if you can.  We all enjoyed it very much but Sam had a fit over it.  He does hope his daddy will bring him a camel.  Oh yes.  I forgot bring one for Heddy Bird too.

            Everything here is so much as usual.  Bob has had right much work but hasn’t been taken on permanently yet.  He has in his applications at all the various plants.  He got a second hand bicycle, which he enjoys very much.  I have been trying to learn to ride it but so far have not had any luck.

            I have planted my pansies by the door as we always do.  My flowers need a great deal of work if you were only here I could find you several odd jobs to do.

            A file of papers was mailed here from Fort Bragg.  I suppose you won’t want those, but I’ll put them away for you.

            We miss you terribly.  I wish all these long months were over and we could be looking forward to your safe return.  Is there anything I could send you that would make it any easier for you?  Take care of yourself and hurry up and win this war so you can come home.

                                                                        All my love,

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