Wednesday, Nov. 17, 1943

Dearest Wife:

This letter is going to be a short one because it is 10:00 already. This has been a very busy evening for me.

We have a new Company commander and he has changed things around considerably. All the first three graders have been put into a barracks of our own. There are twenty two of us. He has given us more privileges, such as no more C.Q., no extra details unless we have been gigged. But, there is always a catch, we have to be a lot more on the ball, we also have to do a lot more studying. I hope to be able to continue to write as regular as ever. Tomorrow night we are going on a problem, so I will not be able to write.

There was no letter from you today, so I can not answer anything you may want to know.

Today we were out in the woods all day long. I was in charge of the defenders and we were attacked by three different groups.

It seems that I have not stopped all day long. Right up until now. We are allowed to keep our lights on as long as we want. Another privilege.

By the way, I have not told you how much I loved you as yet. I do you know. I love you so much that it starts with my heart and works both ways, to the tips of my toes, to the top of my head.

Furloughs start the end of this week. When my is due is still a mystery and even when I do find out, I will not tell you.

Thanksgiving morning your husband will be out in a boat. Our brigade problem is slated to come off at 7:00 A.M. Thanksgiving morning. I will probably have K rations for dinner. My new job makes it imperative that I must be on the problem. Oh well! It will be a new way of celebrating.

I love you Beautiful Kitten, but I must close.

Regards to all & kiss the babies for me.

Your Loving, Devoted, & Faithful Husband

Bob

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