Sunday Night

My dearest Hal,

This has been a terribly bad day with rain freezing as it falls. We went to Sunday school and church this morning. Then we came home and settled down with the “funnies” and have been just sitting and enjoying the fire.

This time last Sunday we had several inches of snow so we took some pictures and I’ll send you some. I don’t know why but I seem to be having bad luck with my pictures lately. I have taken a great many lately but some how I haven’t gotten a single good one. I guess I’ve sent you some of all except these and the Christmas pictures. I do hope there will be some good [ones]. We are rationed on films and so [I] cannot take as many pictures as before. For three or four months we couldn’t get any at all. I do hope we’ll be able to get a few more so we can send you a picture now and then.

Sam has been having a lovely time these last three days. I have done almost nothing but play with him and how he loves it. I have just helped him build an elevator with his erector set. He has a small electric motor and at first we ran the elevator with that, but Sam likes to run it himself. So I took the motor off and put a crank on it. Now he turns it himself and likes it much better. He goes from one toy to the next and can’t find time enough to play with them all. I wish so much you could be here and help him enjoy some of these nice things. He says he wants to take special care of them all so you can see them when you come home. We are both so anxious to see you. I do hope we won’t have to spend another Christmas apart. I just don’t see how we could do it.

We had many nice Christmas cards this year. We had one from “Pinky.” She signed her card Pinky, Harry, and Skippy. She said Harry was in North Africa and that she had heard from him. She didn’t even say if “Skippy” was a boy or a girl.

Va. and Rudolph Bumgardner sent us a card and addressed it to Major and Mrs---. I hope that is a good omen. Bum has gotten his promotion. They are stationed in Texas now. Marshall Brice was home for Christmas. M says he is crazy for duty overseas but I guess maybe he will change his mind when the time comes.

Later:

Sam wants me to read him a bedtime story. I know I spoil him but our life seems so queer and one sided without you. I look back on the part of my life that I have spent with you as the only happy and complete part. But I look forward to the rest of our lives together as something so wonderful. I hope it may not be so long until we will able to start spending those happy hours and days together.

I love you and miss you more and more as time goes on.

Write me often. I haven’t been getting so many letters lately as I would like to get. Did you realize that on the days when I hear from you nothing else can matter? The days your letters come are happy, happy days.

All my love,

Page

P.S. “Papa” has been real stiff and has suffered so much lately. He can hardly get around and is so blue. I hope the news will cheer him up. It’s been better lately and we are so hopeful. Love, Page