Dearest Kitten:
I love you
with all of my heart and soul. Your letter of the second came and it made me
realize something. You gave me hell and I rightfully deserved it.
First I must
tell you that I received your package of candy and Mother's two packages. Thank
her for me and tell her that I hope to write to her Sunday. Thank Rita and
Roland for their money order.
Roland should
thank his lucky starts that he does not have to go as yet. Tell him to stay out
as long as possible. Of course they may get him yet. If they do, he will be
used to clean up over there. That will not be any pleasant job either.
What the
matter with you? Are you getting to be an old sour puss?
You were
squawking because somebody was giving a farewell party. Remember that you have
a husband in the Army too. Supposing it did keep you awake. I feel bad for you.
For gosh sakes, will you snap out of it. Even your own family gets on your
nerves. Just because they do not act the way you hope that they will, you have
been spoilt by too much attention from me.
They have
certain ways about them that you have to overlook. You have certain ways that
gripes them. Of course I will admit that they let you know about it. One fault
that they have is that they think they know it all.
Are you going
to let our marriage bother you? If you do, it will make an old sour puss
of you.
Gosh! But I
love you Sweetheart. How do I know? Well there is a certain urge inside of me
that keeps driving me to plan and hope for the time when we will be together
again. Just the thoughts of you fill me up so much that tears come to my eyes
and I am forced to blink to keep them from dribbling down my cheeks.
You know, the
more I think things over the more I think that we have about enough children.
When I return from home for good I want us to be able to go on picnics and have
fun and enjoy our two children together. A nice place in the country just
outside of a city where everything is quiet and peaceful. A place where a
father can come home, take his wife and children into the back yard and fool
around until dark. Then after the babies are to bed, settle down in a
comfortable chair and read the paper, where you can catch up on some odds and
ends. After completing the paper I would grab my wife (you) and tease you a
little, perhaps make you a little mad. Then very gently and tenderly, I would
make up to you and give you a real loving.
Woe is me. I
always knew that I was lucky in getting a gal like you for a wife. Now I can
appreciate you a great deal more.
I am curious
to learn the dope on Charlotte. I can just imagine. She struck me as the type
that once away from home, Whoa! Wild horses could not hold her. Anyhow I will
just have to wait until I get home again and learn all the dirt. You know me
though. It goes in one ear and out the other. There are very few people in this
world who can throw rocks.
Enclosed you
will find a letter I received from Andrew. That is the way he wanted it so here
it is. Your brother Andrew is a swell egg and I hope he makes out well. The
first chance that I get I will write to him. Maybe I may even try to get up to
see him.
Take care of
our children Beautiful. I know that you will and are very capable of doing a
good job of it. Nevertheless it worries me not to be able to be home and see
that you and the children are well. A worry wart, aren't I?
Did [I] tell
you about our retreat parade a week ago? It seems that the Colonel wanted to
try an experiment. He wanted to show the officers in the regiment how a retreat
parade should be run off. So we stood a retreat parade without officers. All
the officers were with the Colonel at the reviewing stand. I was the Company
Commander and the platoon sergeants were acting officers. Company C walked off
with the honors and I heard that the Colonel gave the officers hell for letting
the NonComs show them up. He claimed that it was run off the best that he has
seen it. Of course it was laying it on a little thick.
Tonight we
had one with the officers and did they snap today. It would have been too bad for
the Officer who did get f----d up.
Well
Beautiful I must get to bed. Good night.
Regards to everyone
& kiss the babies for me.
Your Loving,
Devoted, & Faithful Husband
Bob
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