Friday, Dec. 10, 1943

Dearest Kitten:

I love you with all the affection that is in me. My love for you and your love for me in return is my stabilizer. In times of stress, my mind turns to you and I find that the power to go on is mainly due to your love for me. The only reason that I have the ability to stand being away from you, is the fact that our love for each other is so strong and lasting.

My health is in fine shape. I am feeling fine although I get tired at times.

We have been having wonderful weather lately, except that it gets foggy in the morning and stays foggy until the middle of the morning when the sun gets warm enough to burn it off. Since I returned from furlough I have not had to wear my field jacket for reveille.

Your letters of Monday & Tuesday came this noon and as usual I was happy to hear from you.

Enclosed you will find the picture that you wanted. The men sure got a kick out of it when I showed it to them. Last night, Sgt. St Jean and I went over to the show. We saw "There is Something about a Soldier". It was very much appreciated by the audience, as you can well imagine.

Ronayne is the fellow that is an Air Corps Cadet now. He left for school about two weeks before we left Washburn.

Why should I get mad at your going out once in awhile? You would go crazy if you stayed home all the time.

I know that you love me, Sweetheart. I am continually wondering how I was ever lucky enough to get such a Beautiful wife. You are my Beautiful wife and I love you so.

If you did not miss me, there would be something wrong. As long as you miss I will know that everything is O.K. and that you still love me.

Would you like to know what I really want for Xmas? Nothing would make me happier than to have a three day pass out of Camp Edwards. Would that be nice. There is nothing positive as to whether I will make it or not. Now you know what I want for Xmas. Just send me a card if I am still here. That is all that I want.

If Leo can stay out until June, the chances are that he will never be called. Army life would be pretty tough on him. It is no fun for anybody but it would be tougher on him because of his age and his weight. He sure would lose some of it though.

When I get home for good, you will probably hate to get up in the morning. I am glad that the babies let you sleep as late as they do.

Thank goodness that the babies are feeling better but you had better tell Mother to take better care of herself. Tell her that I will write to her Sunday.

Kitten, I have to quit as I have, as usual, a lot of things to do. I love you.

Give my regards to everyone and kiss the babies for me.

Your Loving, Affectionate, Devoted, & Faithful Husband

Bob

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