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Sat. Oct. 23, 1943



Dearest Kitten
This will only be a short letter because your husband is dead on his feet. I have had two hours sleep since 5:00 A.M. Friday morning.
After writing to you yesterday, I had to get the boats fixed up and then was busy with the Lt. on our time schedule and figuring out our navigation.
We went down to the boats at 11:00 P.M. and got back at noon today. All afternoon I have been busy seeing that the men clean the boats up properly.
Now for some good news. Our furloughs are starting. The list of men who leave the 26th is posted. Just when I will get mine is still a secret. Just keep praying that it may be soon.
I love you Sweetheart and always will.
Due to my being so sleepy I will close and write tomorrow.
Regards to everyone & kiss the babies for me.
I love you!
Your Loving, Devoted, & Faithful Husband
Bob
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Friday 3:00 P.M. Oct. 22, 1943



Dearest Kitten
I should be sleeping but I just-got-ta write to you. We have been on the go so much for the past few days that it has been impossible for me to write to you.
Your letters have been reaching me regularly and I received one from Mother.
Today is the birthday of Barbara and the only thing that I can do is write. It seems such a long time since that morning. A lot has happened to the both of us. Let us pray that she will have her Dad back with her for her next birthday.
Did I ever tell you how much I loved you, Sweetheart?
I did! Well, I am going to tell you again. I love you so darn much that there are time I catch myself daydreaming of you when I should have my mind on my work. The only thing that I want to do is dream of you until the time for my furlough gets here.
About your meeting me in New York. You had better forget it. The reason is quite simple. In the Army a man can never be sure of anything. Furloughs can be, and have been, cancelled at the last minute. That is if we are given furloughs. Too many things can happen, so it is best not to take a chance.
I was sorry to hear about the deaths and I was very sorry to hear that your father is not better. He isn't a young man you know, so do not feel too badly if he does go. I know that you will feel badly when he does go, but, we all have to go sometime. I hope that it does not happen soon anyhow.
You were wondering how I felt about your going out, well here it is.
I do not mind if you go out once in awhile. You need a little recreation now and then. As long as there is nothing that you would be afraid to tell me about, I see no harm in it, but, there is always a catch to it. If you make a habit of going to night clubs, you are bound to meet some guy who will start making passes at you. Only God is perfect and you are human. I trust you with all of my heart and soul, but you are only human. By going out too much you are apt to be tempted.
A friendly conversation might lead to something that you would be sorry for, for the rest of your life.
If something like that should happen to you and I found out, you would be my wife in name only. You already know that so that is enough about that.
On the other hand, the last thing that I would want you to do, is to stay in and never go out. Go to a show now and then, and if something special comes up, go ahead. You know right from wrong, but if you do not, you will just have to pay the consequences.
I love you. Remember that and you will never go wrong.
It bothers me to know that you are having so much trouble with Barby. Poor kid she sure is having a rough time of it.
Now to tell you what I have been doing.
Wednesday morning we got up at five and went out in the boats. I was given the job of explaining the boats to the Infantry men, and answering any questions. At eight in the morning I started talking in a loud and clear voice and did not stop, except for dinner, until six in the evening. I said the same thing over twelve times. When I got through my throat felt like a piece of sandpaper.
In all I gave the lecture to twelve groups of men. When it was over, the Officer in charge of the infantry men came over and congratulated me on the fine job I had done.
Got back to our area at 8:30 and by the time I had washed, shaved and eaten it was time for bed and was I tired.
Yesterday morning, Thursday, up at five and out to the boat and on a problem until 9:00. Did not get to bed until 1:00 this morning. Up at five this morning and out on another problem. We got in at 2:00 this afternoon but due to the fact that we are going out tonight we are having a little time off. You can see why I have not been able to write before now.
I love you Kitten, but about my other kitten I have not seen her all week long.
Give my regards to everyone and kiss the babies for me.
I love you! How else can I explain my feelings for you?
Your Loving, Devoted, & Faithful Husband
Bob

Tuesday Oct. 19, 1943



Dearest Kitten
How I yearn for you. To be able to hold you in my arms again, would be like a cool drink to a thirsting man. How I plan and look forward to the day when we will be together again. A kiss from you would be a priceless gift to me. The yearning in my heart is only bearable because I know that we will be together again soon and forever. I am impatient for that day when we will be reunited.
Keep praying for that furlough. I may get it yet. We all have high hopes for it, but as yet there is still nothing official.
No letter today but it may be the mail's fault.
Was sorry to hear about Barbara not feeling much better. Poor youngster, everything seems to happen to her at the same time.
I received Mother's letter and have answered. She should have received it by now.
You may be wondering what I am doing all day long. Today it was nothing special other than getting the boats in shape. I do nothing other than supervise.
Tomorrow I am detailed as an instructor on a boat. We are giving demonstrations to the infantry and it is my job to tell them all about them. Also I must answer all of their questions if possible. So tonight I have to prepare notes. It seems, that lately, there is always something I have to attend to. For the next ten days my mail may be scarce so please forgive me as it will not be my fault.
X@IFX@ D--! another meeting.
I love you but must leave you.
Regards to all & kiss the babies for me.
Your Loving, Devoted, & Faithful Husband
Bob

Monday Oct. 18, 1943



Dearest Kitten
I love you, Sweetheart. Only the good Lord knows how much.
Today I hit the Jackpot. Friday's letter this noon and Saturday's letter tonight. We have been so busy since Saturday that I have been unable to write. Sunday was a work day, and what a work day.
Tonight I had to attend a meeting of the first three graders and so I have to rush this letter. I have never rushed around so much in my life. We are trying to get the boats ready for our maneuvers with the infantry.
This afternoon I had a break, if you can call it that. We have some new men who have never been on boats much, and I was teaching them how to dock and come away from a pier. The Sergeant who was in charge of them was on C.Q. so I was picked.
The Lt. came up to me and wanted to know what I did to the men for they all were asking him if I could stay as their teacher. The other bird is too rough on them and he shoots the breeze too much.
I love you Beautiful and hope to have time tomorrow night to really write.
Give my regards to all & kiss the babies for me.
I love you.
Your Loving, Devoted, & Faithful Husband
Bob

Friday Oct. 15, 1943



Dearest Kitten
In the letter that I received from you today, you wanted to know about the secret that I had been keeping from you.
You had better sit down before continuing to read this letter.
I have a confession to make. Unfortunately I met this certain female and was attracted to her. I feed her and petted her and I am not sure as to whether I fell in love with her or not. She has been an outlet to my affections. I have even reached the point of calling her "My Kitten" because you see, that is just what she is. A little kitten. We call her "Gold Brick".
Heh! Heh! Heh! Did I have my little Kitten worried for a minute?
The secret I was referring to was a little job that I do and which I told you about in a letter. A sheet of which I told you to destroy. Remember?
I had never told you about it before then, and you had not told me about Barby being sick. That is what i was referring to. Satisfied? No!! not sexually, I mean mentally.
As you can see I am in fine spirits tonight. My hopes are that by tomorrow night I will be still feeling as well. I am on C.Q. tonight and tomorrow. It is not an easy job in any sense of the word.
Gosh! Here I have written almost two pages and have not told you how much that I loved you. I do you know. If I were a statatition [statistician?], I would say, "It is a fact. I love you."
But, seeing as I am not, and am just an ordinary lover who is very much in love with you, I must do it with a little more flourish than dignity.
Putting all joking aside. I do love you, and I do miss you very much. Without you to think and dream about, I would be a very "sad sack". And that is putting it mildly.
What plans! What dreams I have for us. If only this mess would get cleared up. How I will work and slave so that my Beautiful wife may enjoy life to its fullest in the manner that I have hopes of attaining for her.
And in return, all that I ask is that you continue to be the wonderful wife that you have been for me.
I am glad to know that Barby is feeling so much better. I know that you will take the best of care of them. Nevertheless I still would like to be home with them and you.
Although I know that it is wrong, I am happy to see each day pass by, as it means that I am one more day closer to the furlough that we are both praying for.
(Later) It is close to 11 P.M. and I have to go around with the Duty Officer and make a bed check so I will close.
I love you.
Give my regards to everyone and kiss the babies for me.
Your Loving, Devoted, & Faithful Husband
Bob
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