Dearest
Kitten
Here it is,
the day of the anniversary of my birthday. Today I am twenty seven years old
but I do not feel more than twenty.
Thank you for
the box of candy and the card was very cute. I received it last night. Your letter
of Tuesday was delivered yesterday noon.
It was very
gratifying to know that my letter to Eva did just what I intended for it to do.
By this time she should be home with Peter and that alone should keep her busy
enough so that the time will pass rapidly.
Do you
remember how you felt the first two weeks after I was inducted?
Keep dreaming
of me, Sweetheart. Last night I had the most natural dream of you...
Last night I
saw Sonja Henie in "Winter Time". Enjoyable, but nothing extra. Going
to the show is about all we have to do in the evening. We do not have a day
room, as a result thereof, if we want to write or read we have to do it in the
barracks before "lights out".
Sweetheart,
please do not be too tough on me if my letters do not seem to be what they
should be. There are things and responsibilities that I have, that trouble me
at times, and that keeps me on my toes so much that there are times when I
would like nothing more than just relaxing and thinking of nothing.
Unfortunately it is impossible for me to do so. The only relaxation that I seem
to enjoy is going to the shows at night.
Now for some
good news. The rumors of furloughs are becoming more and more persistent.
According to the way things look, they may start the first of November. We will
get five days and traveling time. I do not know but I should get about six days
traveling time. If I do, it will give me about six days at home. So put away a
little dough because I may need some to get home with. It will not be for a
month anyway and if I get another pay before then, I may have enough to take
care of it.
The following
is very confidential. In other words, I should not even tell you, but as we are
so far from you and I know that you will
not say anything to anyone or "even mention it to me again in a letter."
In other words destroy the next piece of paper after reading it.
I love you,
Sweetheart, Beautiful, Darling, Kitten. Here it is the fifth page and I have
just got around to telling you. Must be the Army that is making me lax, or it could
be the responsibilities that bother me.
Do you
understand now why I do not write too cheery a letter at times.
We have a man
in our company that wrote a couple of songs that you should appreciate.
♫
Oh Mother take down your
Service Flag your son's in the EAC
He
does his bit by shovelling shit and is always on K.P.
He'll
never get to battle - He'll never get to Sea.
Oh
Mother take down your Service Flag your son's in the EAC.
Not bad huh?
The tune is "Rambling Wreck from Georgia Tech".
The following
is to the tune of "Pistol Packing Mammy".
Oh! Lay that Gig list down, Sarg.
Lay that gig list down.
Gig list packing Sergeant,
Lay that Gig list down.
How do you
like them?
By the way,
you should have seen what was left of the candy by the time I got through
passing it around. In the Army, a box with eatables may be addressed to one man
but it eventually is received by the men within arms reach of the contents. It
is an unwritten law.
Clothes or
presents or anything other than eats of course are different. I still have
about 3/4 lb. of candy left and it will be for myself.
I love you,
Beautiful. I wished that it were in me to write a song that would tell you more
than plain words just how much you mean to me. You are the world to me. My
nights, my days, the air, the birds and beasts, my universe. Without you, I
would be as a lost soul that is rejected by heaven and can not find hell.
How can I
help myself when, to me you are the most perfect being that I ever met. Thank
God that my heart says this even if my mind knows that you are far from
perfect.
Tell Mother
that she will have to write before she hears from me again.
Give my
regards to everyone & kiss the babies for me
I love you
more & more with each passing day. Remember me in your dreams. This is your
husband saying so long until tomorrow.
Your Loving,
Devoted, & Faithful Husband
Bob
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Roster of
534th EB & SR (Engineer Boat and Shore Regiment) companies at Camp Gordon
Johnston, FL
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the 534th EB & SR in WWII:
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