January 27, 1943
Dearest Hal,
Yesterday I had a letter from Billy. He has been sent to a staging area. He said he thought I would be going for a boat ride. He said he wondered if he would see you. I think that is most unlikely but of course you can never tell. I think Billy has been anxious to go so I hope he will like it. I worry about all of you and guess I just can’t help it. I had a letter from you today which enclosed money orders for $400. I also had $250 from you in December. Sorry I hadn’t said thank you because I thought I had done it before. I don’t believe you get all of my letters. It really doesn’t matter very much because I say the same things over and over and you must be getting tired of it by this time.
This
morning I had a letter from “Nobby”. She sent me
Scott’s address. I thought you might like to try to write him a letter.
Capt. Scott S. Teesey, 0-271377
A.P.O. #302 c/o. Postmaster
“Nobby” says Scott didn’t get to see Cindy. He had to sail two weeks before she was born. She says he is wild to come home. You know it must be hard. I’m so glad you weren’t deprived of seeing Sam when he was six months old. He was such a cute fat scrap.
Nobby hears from Emilie Fields and Helen Cureton sometimes. Eddie and Andy are both overseas now.
We were quite excited last night when the news of President Roosevelt’s meeting with Mr. Churchill was announced. Our President certainly does have a flare for the dramatic. I hope this means that things are taking a turn for the better. I feel that we are much nearer to victory now than when you left. If I couldn’t believe that every day that was passing is bringing the time nearer when you can come home to me.
In one of your recent letters you suggested that Sara talk to Billy about claiming “Nana” as dependent. Sara said she has said everything she could say. Of course I couldn’t say anything. I don’t know what Billy decided to do; Sara said she thought he felt he couldn’t do it at this time. I’m sorry but we can manage. I know you will be upset. Sometimes people make promises and then later they seem to forget. Darling, we would not like to think that we hadn’t done everything we could. Some day it will be the greatest comfort to you to feel you have done everything you could do for “Nana”.
Darling, you do realize that by the time you have been gone a year we will have five $1000 bonds. I know you are not satisfied with this but to me it seems pretty wonderful. It’s the only thing about your being gone that makes it ever bearable. I hope I can save more money next year but if prices continue to rise I don’t know how much better I can do. I hope to pay up all doctor bills and then maybe I can save $100 a month. So far that hasn’t been possible.
Darling I
don’t know if I can send you any tobacco or not. We are not allowed to send any
packages now. I will send them if and when I can. I hated the pictures I sent
you at Christmas. It was such a poor likeness. I can’t bear to have you think
of me as looking like that. I’m having Miss Bickle in
We miss you, dearest, I wonder how many times I’ve said that yet each time I mean it more. The days are too long. The nights seem endless. Hurry up and win the war so you can come home. I know I shall not have a minute’s peace until I have you safely home.
All my love,
Page.
P.S. Did you ever get Mother’s letter? She wondered as you didn’t mention it in writing me. She doesn’t write much now, her wrist pains her so much when she tries to write. Love, Page.