Wednesday 6 Dec, 1944

Dearest Kitten:

18 more shopping days till Xmas. Things are not going to be very merry over here I am afraid. Here we are roasting from the heat and singing about a white Xmas.

Had a little luck with the mail tonight. A Xmas card from Leo & Janette, a box from Estelle, and a returned letter that I mailed to Andrew, two hits and one error. Not a bad average. Received a letter from you yesterday also, #149.

Please send me Andrew & Pat’s new addresses. Andrew’s letter was undelivered because he must have changed A.P.O. It is rare for me to write to anyone outside of you and I hate to have them returned undelivered.

Leaving you at the South Station was one of the hardest things that I have had to do. I know that it affected you the same way. There will come a day when it will not be necessary to part again, under the same circumstances.

Bobby is certainly growing up fast. I am unable to believe the pictures of my two youngsters. They are so big that I doubt if I would know how to handle them now.

There is an increasing unrest growing inside of me for a chance to look at you and hold you in my arms. What I would not give for the opportunity to see my youngsters and all the people who I love so much.

I hope that Rita F. knows what she is doing with Hank. For her own sake, I hope that she never regrets it. After the treatment that she received though, no one can blame her.

The only thing that I need is you, and I can not have that so I guess that my needs are nil at the present time. When ever I get to the point that I need some thing, you sure will know about it.

Did you hear the story of the elderly colored man who was in the Merchant Marines when the war broke out? It seems that he was on a tanker and it was torpedoed. After being rescued and while waiting for transportation back to the states he was in about a dozen bombings. He finally got transportation and upon passing by the Statue of Liberty in New Your Harbor he was heard to murmur, “Lady, if you ever see me again, you’ll have to turn around to do it.”

Today the temperature reached 98.6 in the shade. Nice warm weather with your husband rapidly being dehydrated.

Now it is raining and cooling off rapidly, thank goodness.

Well Sweetheart I must go to bed and dream of you. I love you.

Regards to everyone - kiss the babies for me.

Your Loving Devoted & Faithful Husband,

Bob