Sep 29, 1944

6:30 PM

My Darling,

I just finished washing my hair I got my permanent last Monday and it looks OK. You should see me now. You know how I look after I wash my hair.

How is my Dumplin'? I am feeling fine and getting plenty of rest. Mom wrote to me and now she has run her hand through a wringer. She has to go to the doctor every other day. Peg’s arm is almost healed now. I am going to send that puzzle to Larry because I can’t work it out. I wrote and told him I would send it. Your mother said she probably wouldn’t get anything done until she had it worked out.

Well honey I was glad to hear you got part of your pay, as I was afraid you would need something and I couldn’t get the money to you in time.

Pheety, everybody wants me to come home but I am going to write to them and explain I might just as well be up here as down there. I’d do the same thing both places, such as working and getting my rest. I don’t think I could stand the rough house now.

Darling, I always feel so lonesome when I don’t get a letter from you but I realize the situation and still I always expect a letter everyday. I want my Pheety to write me every day. It’s going to be just as lonesome for me and nothing can make me happier than hearing from you.

Mrs. A said for me to tell you “Hi” and for you to behave yourself. She laughs at me because I’m always rumbling about something and especially when I came home from work. I run up one flight of stairs and down the other. Not even stopping at the room to see if I have a letter from you. She asks me why I didn’t just come in the front door and save myself some steps.

Well Dumplin’ until I am with you again in letter tomorrow night. Take care of yourself and always remember that in each letter you receive from me all my love is sent in it too.

I love you more everyday and each night I pray that you will be kept well and safe and come home to me soon.

Write to me often Dumplin’

Your Wife,

Margaret