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Sunday, August 24, 2014

Monday October 9, 1944

Monday August 9, 1944 [I believe this date was a mistake - that it was actually October 9, because that year August 9 was not on a Monday, but October 9 was.]
Dearest Kitten:
Another week has passed, which means one week closer to the day of my return to you and the ones that I love. The loneliness in my heart is still part of me. The guy that said, Out of sight out of mind was a damned liar. The more time that passes, the more conscious I am of the loneliness in my heart.
The longer that I am away from you, the more I realize how much that I love you. My love for you is forever burning inside of me. Consuming and controlling my thoughts and desires.
Yesterday morning I went to early Mass and took all day off for myself. Another sergeant & myself went out to a beach close by and had a marvelous time. The only thing that spoiled it was the traveling. The lack of proper transportation facilities takes the pleasure out of going anywhere.
So you like to play poker and sip rum & cokes? If my memory serves me, your diet schedule calls for abstinence from alcoholic beverages. Have you decided that it is no use to try and compete with the debs? They might beat your time with me when I return if you do not put some effort into hanging onto me.
I got a boot out of your answer to all the wolves. When I get home you are going to have to put up with the biggest wolf that you ever saw. You will have to help me to control myself in front of other people. There is one thing that I have found out in this Army and that is that there is nothing like a passionate G.I. and I am most apt to act according to the best G.I. traditions when I get home.
Hope that the doctor’s treatment went O.K. as it has me slightly worried. Take care of yourself and dont cheat on any of the treatments. It may not seem like much now but later on in life it may show up.
When a man is in a combat zone, he is fortunate if he has time to wash his hands or even time enough to eat. Remember that there are lots of times when he has to make a choice between sleep which he has not had for a week or spending part of his precious few hours sleep to write, if he had the material to write with. A soldier in combat moves fast and light. The lighter he is the faster he can move. In a situation where speed means the difference between life and death a lot of men discard the most pertinent essentials knowing the hardships that it will impose on them due to the lack of them. Envelopes, writing paper & a bottle of ink would be the last thing that I would pick up to carry.
Poor Bobby, he is having a hard time trying to understand where his poor Daddy is. There are many youngsters who will go through life with a ghost of a memory of their father. They will always wonder just what their father was like. An unanswered question for a lot of fatherless children.
Excuse me for writing like this but I have to get it off of my chest. The smug complacency that is mirrored in the periodicals that we receive from the States is the main cause. Everything is Post-War and immediately after the Peach settlement. The way the magazines put it, we are just waiting for the Germans and Japs to sign the agreements. It is a long, tough way yet before it is all over.
Tell Bobby for me that his Daddy loves his Mommy very much. He sure can ask the darnedest questions.
I appreciate the words to the two songs that you sent to me. They are very sentimental but they aroused my curiosity as to how the music goes.
Thank goodness that Bobby is not shy. Let us hope that he never gets that way.
Well Sweetheart I have to close and attend to a few details. Give my regards to everyone & kiss the babies for me.
I love you Beautiful.
Your Loving Devoted & Faithful Husband,

Bob

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