May 17, 1946

Seoul, Korea

17 May 1946

Sarah, My Beloved Darling:

Well, here it is twenty minutes to eight and I must hurry and write this letter and mail it off before 9 o’clock, forgoing any interruptions I should be able to do it with ease. Dennis, Dwight, Paul Pearson, Huckins and Jeanette decided to go into a Youth for Christ social hour they were having this evening.  So I told them we would skip the Bible class this evening and I would use the time to study and write a letter to Don McClintock. I finished his letter just before I started this one to you, Dear. And as I had thought, there wasn’t any mail today. I hardly expected any today because of the late mail which we received yesterday and considering the very poor whether we had today I’m inclined to believe that we probably won’t receive any tomorrow either. I miss your precious letters so very much, Dear.

Willis, Dennis and Dwight. 1946.

I was unable to accomplish very much this morning because of a number of things which came up to throw everything out of gear. More complaints came in to me concerning Chaplain Martin. He is certainly a troublemaker if I ever saw one. I don’t for the life of me know how he could ever have been ordained. He is one of those subtle egotists which cannot be trusted further than you can throw a grand piano with one hand. In one short month here at the hospital he has done nothing but cause trouble. As an example of his attitude concerning himself, he has only attended a few of the Bible classes and you know what he told Dwight as a reason for not attending regularly? “ I’ve studied all that before and that is only elementary and I only like to drop in to visit now and then to hear your discussions.”  I realize of course that there is much to be desired when it comes to my teaching, but if his sermons are an example of his superior knowledge, I don’t want a bit of it. There is this one bit which may throw a little bit of light on the subject of his failure to attend. He can always be found in the movie when not in attendance at a Bible class. In fact, several have asked me why he doesn’t attend the classes. Frankly, we always have a better class when he doesn’t come and when he is there, invariably because he will bring up some experience he has had or some quotation which is not at all related to our trend of discussion or study. Please forgive me if this appears critical, but I’ve seen so many sad sack chaplains who are nothing but stumbling blocks that I cannot help but be hurt. I certainly pray that these experiences I’ve had with some will teach me a lesson which I’ll never forget. Lover, I always want you to show me and tell me wherein I’m weak because I do want to be a husband and servant of the Lord whom you can justly be proud in Christ’s name.

  About eleven o’clock Chaplain North called me from Seoul and told me that he would be out here around noon so I invited him to have dinner with me. Thank the Lord for chaplains who have something on the ball. He is doing a good job in a very hard place. As per usual, he is being pushed around and given a raw break. We visited until about 1 o’clock and then he left to call on his men. Chaplain Godfrey also came by this afternoon. He talked to me for about half an hour. 

After Chaplain Godfrey left, I worked on my sermon for tomorrow evening at the Youth for Christ meeting. I rewrote the sermon three times before I was satisfied. I now have the outline down like I want it. My text is Acts 16:1-12, key verse 10 and the title and theme of my message is, “What’s Your Answer?”  Note in the American translation it says after the vision, WE MADE EFFORTS, in other words, to serve Christ we have to go beyond just vision to EFFORT.

  By the way Darling, this morning I happened to be looking through one of the issues of the New Yorker magazine and found a cartoon which really gave me a good laugh. I cut it out and am sending it to you, for I think you will receive a laugh out of it as I did. I remember how some of the women used to do when I worked in the A&P store where I worked shortly after coming to Chicago in 1934.

Alrik called me this afternoon around 4 o’clock and we talked for a few minutes and we are both pretty blue about the prospects for our departure from Korea. It looks like the atomic bomb testing is going to throw everything out of gear as far as getting out of Korea is concerned. It just seems like I can never receive a break in this man’s Army. It will certainly be a privilege to get out of it I know that.

  Be sure to let me know how things turn out at the Northern Baptist Convention, Dear. I would so like to be there this year but it seems everything I’ve hoped for this year has been not granted. Darling, this being separated from you is about getting me. So many times my heart feels just like it has been wrung. You have always been such a tonic for me. Without you, life is in no sense of the word is complete. If I could only mean half that much to you, I would be happy.

  Darling, I’m glad that you like your new suit and in the pictures which I received yesterday, I can see that it fits you very well. Remember, whenever you need things be sure to purchase them for as long as I possibly can I want to see that every one of your needs are supplied.

Well, Beloved, I must close for tonight. Be sure to give the folks my love and best wishes. God bless you, my dear.

 I love just you and I’m Yours

 for always in Christ’s love,


 Colossians 3:3

April 26, 1946

Seoul, Korea

26 April 1946

Sarah, My Beloved Darling:

Today was a very good day for mail from you for today I received three letters from you. They were yours of April 7th, 8th morning and 14th. Now I have all of your letters for April up to the 14th with one exception of the 13th. Lover, I have just finished reading yours letters through for the 4th time. I also received a good letter from my brother Don, one from Paul Vogel and another good letter from Don McClintock.

April 1946

This has been about as hectic a day as you can imagine. It seems everything happened to take up a lot of time. The Catholic chaplain turned his Jeep over last night and that took a lot of my time this morning. I won’t go into detail now, I’ll tell you more about it when we are together. I become so sick and tired of the excessive drinking around here.

  Chaplain North, a friend, came to the hospital to call on patients. He stayed and had dinner with me. He is certainly fine man. He attended North Park College and Seminary in Chicago.  We certainly need more men like him. Shortly after we came back Reverend and Mrs. Cha came to see me. Chaplain North left around 2 o’clock and it was almost 3 o’clock before Reverend and Mrs. Cha left. I wish you could see the beautiful bouquet of flowers they brought me. I have them here on my desk and they are very fragrant.

  Late this afternoon and evening I’ve certainly felt tired and weary. Last night several officers had a drinking brawl in the room next to mine, going on until the early hours of the morning. Such vulgarity and actions you cannot imagine, Beloved. Drinking is indeed a curse which costs our nation untold millions every year. I shall refrain from any further comment now, we will talk about it over when I return, Beloved.

  Darling, in your letter of April 7th, you said Leanne Varley called to see if I would be one of the speakers for the Lake Geneva Conference. I will be glad to fit into their program and do you know how many times they want me to speak and is it to be on a theme, or do they just want me to speak once? I would like to know what they have in mind, then I can be thinking it over. I think it would be grand for us to be there together for Labor Day weekend. Is North Shore going to have a retreat this year?

  Beloved, it is rather late and I am so weary after last night’s brawl that I will close for now. God bless you and the folks richly in all things.

 Yours alone forever in Christ’s love,


 Colossians 3:3

April 22, 1946

Seoul, Korea

22 April 1946

Sarah, My Dearest Darling Sweetheart:

I had so hoped that there would be some mail from you today, but none came in from you. I did receive two letters and they were from the American Baptist Publication Society and the other was from Lyle Baer, (they were the close friends of Kenneth and Gladys Scurlock).  As soon as I answer his letter I’ll send it on for you to read.

Willis and Paul baptize 5 men in Okinawa.

This morning Dennis and I drove out to Kimpo Air Base to check up on some things out there and I also stopped by the 31st Infantry Headquarters and talked to Paul Wells for a few minutes. We stopped by the 13th Engineer Headquarters to see about some paint to paint our floor here in the office and were unable to get it because it comes in 55-gallon drums and we didn’t have anything to carry it out here in. We were back in enough time before dinner for me to do a bit of reading. Following the dinner hour, I studied for a while and then called in many of the different wards.

  We had an early supper this evening because we had a ball game to play. Well, tonight is the first ball game I pitched in that we lost and it was by a score of 3 to 2. I struck out six of the batters, but they scored every one of their runs on errors. Two of them were balls that the fielders misjudged and let them go over their heads and the fellas got home runs on them. I was only a bat twice, got one hit and drove in one of the runs. Well anyhow, I did my best and it was still a very close game in spite of the three very costly errors which our fielders made during the game.

  After the game, I hurried up here to the office and changed clothes for it was almost time for our Bible class. There were only eight in attendance this evening. We covered the first five chapters of the book of Judges. Jeanette Mason is on nights now so she is unable to attend. She is surely a wonderful girl and I do know that you would enjoy knowing her. We miss her in the classes.

  Beloved, Alrik just called me a few moments ago and I really had a good visit with him. I do wish that we were not so far apart. Of course, you know we talked mostly about you dear ones, hoping it won’t be too long until we will be able to be on our way back to the good old USA. Right now we are hoping that it will be within the next six or seven weeks but we don’t want to get our hopes up too high.

  Darling, this letter is not going to be so long tonight because I want to try and get a good night’s sleep. The early mornings are really beautiful now. I like to get up early because it is always so quiet and the air is so fresh. And the Lord certainly paints some beautiful sunrises. So many of them around here never even know what a sunrise is.

  From what you told me in your letter of March 12th, Wendell Loveless must have given a fine message and talk on Gospel broadcasting. He certainly has done a wonderful piece of work in that field. So Dr. Koller has just celebrated his 50th birthday. He has certainly been doing a fine piece of work in that time.

  That was something that you and Bob should happen to buy Margie the same thing for a birthday present, but from what you said in your letter they must have been very nice. The meal you had that evening sounded very good and I would have enjoyed a portion of it with you.

  From what you said in your letter, Dr. Gus Sword must have given a very fine message. He is such a fine Christian man, you can certainly tell that he is on fire for the Lord and his work. From what I have heard, Victor cannot even hold a candle with him. We surely need many more missionaries like him over here in the Orient.

  So, Bernice Ptacek is now down at Second working. I’m glad for she is a fine girl and I’m sure she will be of much help to the church. Well, Darling, it is time for me to retire, so I’ll say goodnight. God bless you richly in all things.

 Forever yours alone in His love,


 Colossians 3:3 

April 20, 1946

Seoul, Korea

20 April 1946

Sarah, My Beloved Darling:

It is late and I am pretty weary, so I won’t be writing you a long letter this evening. Tomorrow will be a hard day to say the least, so I want to get as good a night’s sleep as possible. It was really wonderful to have two more letters from you today. They were yours of April 6th and 8th. According to your letter of the eighth, you had written me another letter earlier in the day, and as you would expect, that letter is missing along with the 7th. You said you had hoped that I received the other one first so now I’m wondering what you must have said in that letter. I do hope that those missing letters show up tomorrow. I’ve already read those good letters several times and they helped me a whole lot.

  As usual, the morning was mostly routine and then this afternoon immediately following the dinner hour I got two of the nurses and Hodak and I took a walk up into the mountains to find some more flowers (fresh) for the altar tomorrow morning. And then after I returned I called on some more of the men in the various wards. After supper this evening, we went into Seoul for the Youth for Christ meeting. There were not very many in attendance but Chaplain Massey had a very fine message. Clarence Swanson led the service and did a mighty fine job. He is much better than the other fellow who used to lead the meetings.

Bob and Marge Price at the Dunes. August 1945.

  Actually, it warmed up a quite a little today in the leaves really starting to show up on the trees. In another week or two most of the trees ought to be in full leaf. Most all the blossoms have fallen off the trees. They do have a quite a few fruit trees here in Korea.

  In both of your letters today you mentioned the fact that Bob is still without work and not ( apparently) trying very hard to find work. Lover, it is hard for me to say what I feel in a letter for it maybe misunderstood, but I will say that I am disappointed in him and I do feel sorry for Margie, especially now when they are expecting so soon. Frankly, I will say that I don’t like the attitude that a lot of men are  taking, “That the Army made them that way.”  I’ve been in long enough and I’ve had occasion to see that the Army only too often makes men more what they were before they came into the service. Lover, my experience in the Army has been very hard and the separation has hurt more than you will ever know, but I have had occasion to see life and observe men under many conditions, and honestly Dear, my heart aches at times to see what people are always trying to GET AND NEVER GIVE. I will not go any more into detail now because it will be much better to talk it over together. I shall pray for Bob but our prayers won’t do much unless he starts applying himself to something besides day dreaming. After all, you have to START WHERE YOU ARE and not just be wishing you had this job or you could do that. I can easily understand that the Chief and Mom would be concerned, especially with a young addition to their lives in the offing.

  By the way, last Sunday our Korean photographer took a couple of pictures of Dennis, Dwight and I. Find them enclosed in this letter. Also a picture which Jeanette snapped off of me just as I was waiting for my turn at bat in one of our ball games. She also snapped a picture of me just as I delivered a pitch in a game. And another of one means of transportation in Korea. Lover, I must say good night. God bless you Beloved in all things.

 Just yours forever in Christ’s love,


 Colossians 3:3 

April 14, 1946

Seoul, Korea

14 April 1946

Sarah, My Beloved Darling:

It was really good to have your letter of April 3rd today, that kind of service is what I have been hoping for some time and I do hope that it continues, for it is a number one moral factor among the men. I’ve already read your letter three times and as you know it is in for more reading in the days ahead. You will be interested to know that I also got a very nice letter from my cousins Beverly and Doris, they were really nice letters and I will send them on to you to read for I know you will want to do so. I also received a very nice letter from Dolores and one from Mickey Allen which was indeed a surprise after not hearing from her for so very long. She sounds like the same Mickey we used to know.

  Well, Lover, it has been a very full day from the very beginning and I’m rather tired but it isn’t it wonderful to know that we are that much nearer to the blessed time will we can always be together. I came over here very early to the office to study and think over my message this morning. From what several said to me this morning, my message was very helpful and I’m also grateful to our Heavenly Father for that fact. It was surely a wonderful blessing to me in preparing the message. I was so filled with what I had on my heart that I just felt all elated inside and literally tingled. It is such a blessed privilege to work for the Lord. You’ll be interested to know that the chapel was packed to capacity. And the special numbers added much to the service.

Willis, Dennis and Dwight. 1946.

  After dinner, we got together and left for the beautiful mountain range here behind the hospital. Dwight, Dennis, Clarence Swanson (he stayed overnight last night with Dwight and Dennis),  Hodak, Chaplain Martin and I started for the climb up the mountain. About halfway up the mountain, there is a Buddhist shrine which was interesting. It is built in an area where there are many large boulders and on one large boulder there is an image of Buddha carved in bas relief manner. It is supposed to be several centuries old. From there on we sought to reach the peak. Clarence and I were the only ones which reached the peak, the others all gave out before reaching the summit. Chaplain Martin decided to turn back at the shrine. From such a height we could surely obtain a wonderful view of the surrounding countryside. I took several shots from the mountains we were going up and I do hope they turn out all right. When I get home I will be able to tell you about the ascent and where the various pictures were taken.

  It was time for the evening meal when we got back here. So after having our meal I decided to call on the wards on the most seriously ill patients. Chaplain Martin had the evening service, so I didn’t have that to be concerned with. As you will note from the bulletin he preached on, “The Price of Peace.”  As far as I can tell, he is really a man faithful to the word. He always seems to labor so hard to be able to talk. Really, I hardly know how to describe it except he impresses me as always straining as he leaves the service. Chaplain Martin is 38 years old and has three children. I believe I told you last evening that he is a Methodist from West Virginia.

  Before starting this letter to you, I wrote a letter to my grandmother and Connie. They seem to be getting along very well, but from what Connie said in her letter she is rather slow in regaining strength.

  I was surprised to know that Colonel Billings had been stationed in Helen’s office for awhile in Washington. I cannot understand why she has been unable to get a vacation after being in Washington that long. Certainly, she deserves two or three months. In that madhouse, it is a wonder she doesn’t break. I do hope that she will try to get one soon. There are only a couple around the hospital now who knew Colonel Billings. How old is Helen?

  Beloved, it is so late and I’m so tired that I think I will close for tonight. God bless you and the folks in all things.

 All my love for always in Christ’s love,


 Colossians 3:3

Letter from Mrs. Arnold Lee

Madison, Wisconsin

July 30 – ’45.

Willis A. Reed,

Chaplain (Capt)

184th Infantry

Dear Chaplain,

Willis leading service on Okinawa. 1945.

Received your letter of comfort and information about our dear son. It was a terrible shock to us all but we have expected some kind of bad news, as LaVerne always was so faithful to write home and his last letter he wrote was written the 29th of April, I received it the 8th of May. LaVerne was such a pal to us all at home and his leaving us has and now will alway leave a vacant place. His other brother is waiting shipment for across now any day.

This war has saddened so many homes I wish it would soon end.

I wrote you a few days before I received your letter, to see if I could get some information, to have for his memorial the 12th of August, so I hope this letter reaches you before you prepare to send me the information again.

Will we have a chance to get our boy’s body home after the war? I wish I could, I’d like to have him in our family lot. Will we get his things he had with him?

I wish I could hear from one of the fellows that had been with LaVerne a few days before his death.

Thanking you again for your very comforting letter.


Mrs. Arnold Lee,

Madison 4,

R. #1 Wisconsin

March 13, 1946

March 13, 1946 

Willis, My Darling —

Well, finally three letters came from you today, Darling, believe it or not. Wonderful air mail service too – they were written February 5th, 12th, and 13th. And they had the nerve to charge me $0.06 overweight postage on one of them. I felt like telling them I had supposed they were air mail letters, but I thought I’d better not. Anyway, to get them I would have gladly paid almost anything. Even though they were old, Darling, they surely did me good. Two came this morning and one this afternoon. It was a new mailman, and when I went down and he said it was $0.06 due, I said, “With pleasure!” and he looked at me so funny – guess he thought I was crazy. I read them over twice and they are in for some more reading you may be sure. Well, now I’m missing only 17 letters for the month of February, and March is almost half gone. The service should soon be picking up though. I surely hope you start to get your mail too, Lover, it is surely awful when nothing at all comes.

  I’m starting this before we go to prayer meeting because I want to get to bed rather early tonight and get up early and go to school and study. It has been just like spring here today – balmy and rainy and then sunny. Got up to over 70 in the sun. I’ve been right here in the house today and most of the day, working on my thesis. I didn’t get as far as I had hoped. I ran into a snag on organizing this next chapter and it took a long time to get straight in my own mind. I think I have it pretty well worked out, however now, and it shouldn’t be so hard to get going. But Darling, I guess the main trouble was that I was lonesome for you. As I told you, it was grand to see Don yesterday and talk about you, but it made me so lonesome for you that I hardly had any appetite all day – and for me that is most unusual. I kept thinking about you and wondering what you are doing and when you are coming home and everything and it was very hard to concentrate. However, getting your letters helped some from time to time, and I feel better tonight. But I’m glad I’m lonesome for that way I can realize a little further how much more I love you, Darling. You grow more and more precious to me every day that passes.

Bob and Marge Price at the Dunes. August 1945.

  I called Mrs. Mantey this morning to consult with her about the Auxiliary program and she wanted to know what I’ve heard from you and said she hopes you get to come home very very soon. She also sent their greetings. I also talked to Mrs. Koller and she said if the business meeting of the auxiliary is as long as it usually is, we won’t have to have much of a program, which is all right with me, only I had a pretty good idea about it –  having some of the returned missionaries in school be interviewed by some of the candidates for the various mission fields. They both thought it was a good idea, but maybe we won’t have enough time for it. We shall see.

  This afternoon early I had to go out and get a birthday present for Margie from you and me. I wanted to get her really pretty bed jacket, but I couldn’t find one, so I got her a nice umbrella – it is black with pretty print looking like Petit point embroidery in roses and green leaves on it. And when we got to the table tonight,Bob had a long box for her and he looked anguishedly at me and said with his lips – “Did you get her an umbrella too?” and groaned.  That was really funny – if you could have seen his face. He got her a red and blue and white plaid one which is pretty also. She likes them both so she’s going to keep them both. That will be handy. I also gave her the white soakers I made for her and she was really tickled with them. Mom and Pop gave her the money for an electric iron. She got quite a few more things Sunday when she was at her house for dinner. We had a cake and ice cream for dessert and it was really nice party, only you weren’t there, Darling. Absolutely the only present I want for my birthday is you, Lover, and I mean that. But I suppose that is too much to hope for, isn’t it? I love you so, Lover.

  Hello, Sweetheart – here we are back from prayer meeting. And it was a very good one too, extra-special good. There was a man there who is Sunday school superintendent in the First Baptist Church of Keokuk, Iowa and he is here for a baker’s convention so Dr. Wilson had him lead the singing and sing a solo, and he also led in part of the prayer. It was really a beautiful prayer, because you could just feel the presence of the Lord, and you know that there was a man who really knows Him. It was a blessing to me. One of the Challenger girls played the Chopin’s Black Key Etude, and it was very beautiful. And then, Gus Sword was there and gave a short talk. My, he is a wonderful man, though. About a hundred times better than Victor. He was back in Burma just a year ago and he said that everything was gone and there were bomb craters everywhere, and just as he was speaking tonight he said it was time for the Burmese Christians over in Kutkai to start their day’s meetings. They are having the first meeting of their Association since the Japanese were there, and he said he thinks there were about 2,000 there. During the last six months, they’ve taken over 300 by baptism and over 270 families. That is real evangelism – the  Lord is really working among those people. I wish we had more missionaries like Gus Sword. He was so enthusiastic it was a joy to hear him and yet he was very humble and lovable. I wish he could have had the whole prayer meeting. He didn’t say when he is going back but I sure hope it is soon. And Dr. Wilson gave a very good talk on the church at Laodicea, and the danger of growing lukewarm now that the war emergency is over apparently. I think we need to be on our guard against that even more than before, as he said, the church has always flourished during persecution.

  There was a good crowd there, and I got to talk with a few. Mr. Abernathy asked about you, Lover, and so did Mildred Williams, Alice Bantli, Ann Nagle and Irene Borah, and Emma Laymon. They also feel you will be home very soon, and of course, that is what I’m hoping for, believe it or not. Pop got some more feathers for flies, and he is just tickled to pieces with all of them – he says he doesn’t want to lose a single feather. And you should see all the feathers he has right now- but Pop really collects when he starts out.

  Margie has decided she really must get more sleep, as she can’t stay awake at the office, and everyone thinks she looks very tired. So she was going to bed as soon as we left tonight, Bob went to the library for a few minutes, which was sort of a dirty trick because it was her birthday. But I guess she was so tired she didn’t mind. Perhaps if she gets more rest she won’t get so sick so often.

  I’m sorry you had such trouble with your Jeep, Lover, just so it didn’t kick up his heels and buck you off in the dust, it isn’t so bad. But I suppose by now you have it all fixed. You really had some trip on February 5th  that is ancient history by now, but I just found out about it.)  I know you have done a good work out there, Beloved, because you did in out of love for Christ and in His power, and that is the only kind of work that counts. I’ll be interested to find out if you finally got to go to dinner at Dr. Kim’s. It was very kind of her to invite you. I was interested to read your father’s letter and those of Joan Cable. I was surprised that your father had given up on the Rawleigh route. I know he liked the work. I’m sure the Lord will work it out for him. It’s nice he has a nice place to stay for a while, however. I’m sorry that Mrs. Cable has been having such a miserable time of it. I don’t suppose they have hopes that they can completely cure that. So you  subscribed to TIME and FORTUNE. They haven’t started coming here yet. I told Mom and she says they are communistic. I don’t know – never read them very much. Dr. Wilson says that people who take FORTUNE must be capitalists, however. But they should be helpful to read, discounting that tendency. Bernice Ptacek just transferred her letter from North Shore to Second – I suppose she is working out there. I’m not sure what she is taking out at NU.  Frank Arnold had himself transferred to another company that was about to leave for home, just before he was to be promoted – at least that is what Mr. Arnold said. Lover, I’m going to sign off and go to bed too. I love you more than you will ever know, and I’m so glad we are one day closer together. God bless you my Darling.

Forever yours alone in His Love,


Colossians 3:3

 Romans 8:8

March 11, 1946

March 11, 1946 

Dearest Darling Sweetheart —

Just 26 months ago tonight you left for the coast to go overseas, Lover. It has been a long long time, hasn’t it? But this I know, the Lord has been very good to us, and He has become more real to me than ever. And I know this too, that I love you more than ever, I will always love you, Darling, and I’m more than ever convinced that our marriage was planned and ordained in heaven. I’m so grateful to the Lord for keeping us for each other, Dear, and it will be pure joy to be with you again in His service. Darling, I’m more than ever lonesome for you too. But just think, it is 26 months that we won’t have to spend apart, isn’t it? I love you so, Lover.

  I had hoped against hope that there would be mail from you today, but none came. I hardly dare hope for any tomorrow either. It is surely lonesome without mail, isn’t it? It is a week now since I’ve had your last letter – 2 letters in 3 weeks is hitting a new low. I know you aren’t getting mail either, from what the paper says. However, there is hope because today’s paper said that MacArthur has ordered all passenger and cargo air travel stopped as of yesterday and the space given over to mail exclusively, and they have several lines and one private company lined up to help the ATC move the mail. I guess the situation is getting disgraceful. I can’t understand why they let it pile up like that. But in about a week the situation will perhaps have eased up a bit. With your return imminent, I’m more than ever anxious to get mail, Lover, because I have no idea what has happened and how close you are to coming home. The sooner the better, as far as I’m concerned.

  This has seemed like a long day, partly because there was no word from you and partly because I’ve been right here all day long working on my thesis. I have 15 more pages all typed and ready to hand in tomorrow. I suppose that doesn’t sound like very much, but it is quite a job getting everything to hang together and weeding out what you don’t want. I hope he likes it. I also had to correct the things he marked on the part I handed in before. That means I have 36 pages done. It only has to be 50 pages, so I’m sure I’ll have more than enough material. I’ll surely be one happy little girl to get it all off my mind. Speaking of writing, in an off moment today, Darling, I figured out that I have probably written something like 1,384,000 words since you went into the Army. That sort of surprised me, to say the least. And the way I figure it, out of the 936 days that you have been in the Army, we have been together 15 days. That isn’t very long, is it? But I love you that many days worth more, Darling, and then some. Isn’t the Lord wise to give us strength for just one day at a time? Yesterday I was reading over part of the Abundant Living, and came upon the selection about facing things one at a time, and in the strength of Christ conquering them. I’ve begun to find out what that means, Dear, and wouldn’t give anything for the experience. It is so wonderful to know that we are each other’s because we are both His. I love you, Darling – did you know that? You id tow very tweet!!

Chicago – 1946.

Mom went downtown today and came back with only one thing she went after. She had to go to the doctor, and he gave her some more shots. Her arm is almost completely cleared up, for which we are all thankful. She doesn’t like to go down and get shot all the time, but he said she was about well, but must come back next week. I’m so glad he has been able to help her. So I’ve been alone all day, which is good for studying. About 4:30 I knocked off and got dinner ready, and it was so good we ate every bit of it. (Nothing special – everyone was just hungry, I guess.)  I slept for about an hour this afternoon, got so sleepy I couldn’t concentrate very well. Margie and I did the dishes. They went out about 9:15 – don’t know for what. I think Margie should get more sleep and I told her so, but she just laughed. She is sick almost every morning and I wouldn’t be surprised if that was the reason. Oh well, it’s her business I guess.

  Edna called me tonight. She’s working in the Wrigley Building, as I think I told you, and she thought maybe we could get together for lunch some Friday when I work. That would be fun, as I get kind of tired of eating alone. She is a grand girl. She likes her new job too, although she was sick last week. She asked about you, Lover and said she hopes you get home April 2nd. David Rhea is still looking for a place to live – Audrey is out in Iowa with her folks and the baby. It is really a problem – the housing situation. (Dear, I don’t think I told you that David Beecher has a church now – I believe it is at Olney, Illinois.)  After I finished talking with her, I finished up the section on my thesis.

  Mom has quite a bad cold, which she just got, but she insisted she will be all right tomorrow. I hope so. She and the Pop are in bed now. Pop has been making flies all evening – made about 6 or 8 tonight, I think. He has fun doing it.

Lover, there is absolutely no more news to tell you – I wish I could just talk with you, but maybe that time isn’t so far off. It isn’t 10:00 yet, but I want to go out to school at 8:00 tomorrow and do a reading for M&M before time for classes. Don McClintock is coming in tomorrow afternoon so I’ll have to leave for home right after my last class.

  Sweetheart, just be assured that I love you more than ever, and I’ll be loving you that much more when you do come back to me. It is so good to be just yours. I truly thought a lot about you today, even though I have been busy. God bless you in your work and in all things, Darling. I love you with all my heart and life forever.

 Just yours for the ages in

 His eternal love –


 Colossians 3:3

December 10, 1945

Seoul, Korea

10 December 1945

Sarah, My Beloved Darling:

This has really been a lulu of a day for me from the very beginning, and now the day in a few minutes will be over and a new day begun. The highlight was the privilege of receiving two more of your precious letters, they were yours of November 28th and 30th, the 27th and 29th are missing and I’m hoping they reach me. Nothing so brightens or cheers a day as the arrival of your good letters. Besides your good letters I also received letters from the following:  Calvin Lee who is in Japan, Harold and Buena, Dolores and Al Beaudoin,  pastor of the church in East Moline, Illinois.

Memorial Day service on Okinawa led by some of the chaplains. Schreyer on left.

  As I told you we had to move early this morning, naturally that took time and as soon as that was over I came back to the hospital building and called on all the men in the wards. Many hadn’t had mail for a while so I made up my mind to trace some of it down for them. Besides that I got money orders for some of them and took care of many other details. I had dinner with the men at the 184th Infantry. And immediately left there for Corps Headquarters. Upon arriving there I found that I am to be in charge of the music for a special Christmas program which is to be broadcast to all the troops on Christmas. That besides all my other programs and work out here. I made arrangements with Chaplain Schreyer to meet me here this evening and I would  get things lined up for special music. By the time I had done all that I had promised to try and do for those in the wards, it was almost 6 this evening. I had a little to eat and then came up and Chaplain Schreyer and I spent about 3 hours getting things lined up and worked out for the above-mentioned Christmas program. It is difficult enough to take care of getting the ball rolling here in the hospital without having other things to do. Well, I know we are short on chaplains now but under existing conditions I’m willing and will do my best.

  By the way, I received two more packages today, they were from Kenyon’s and Don and Verla. And then we also received some other religious material. By the way, Al Blomquist called this afternoon while I was gone. Of all the times this is the one time I would have to be away.

  It was very cold today and I really had a long cold ride doing all that driving around today.

  Lover, this is not such a good letter I but I’m very tired and must get some rest for tomorrow. I wuv you more dan ever (I said it first and wast).

 Ever just yours in Christ’s love,


 Colossians 3:3

June 23, 1945

Okinawa Shima – Ryukyu Islands

23 June 1945

Sarah, My Dearest One:

Well, Beloved, this evening I was made happy with the arrival of your letters of June 13th and 14th. I’ve already read them twice and will probably read them over again tomorrow morning early. Besides your letters, I got letters from the following: the Chief, Mrs. Weldon, Esther Mason (Capt. Mason’s father), Dolores, Connie, and news from Northern Baptist Convention.

Bob Price. 1943.

Of course, the surprising news in your two letters for me was the announcement of Bob and Margaret’s proposed marriage. After all, it is their decision to make and I do hope both of them the best of everything. I only wish he was being discharged, it will not be so easy to leave this time. Having been given four battle stars for being in the Air Corps stationed in England, he should have enough points for discharge. That was indeed a break for him. We in the Infantry face direct enemy fire and all the privations and dangers that go it, and still only receive one battle star for this Okinawa campaign. In this campaign we were in direct contact with the enemy for 82 days before all organized resistance of the enemy was broken. We still have the problem of mopping up, blowing the caves and crevices. Until all are captured will be threatened with sabotage and infiltration. I’ve had occasion to be in contact with several different branches of the service and the Infantry under combat really has it harder than any one branch of service. I’m glad Bob got 25 points so easily. A man on this operation only has five additional points after all these days of tough fighting.

Well, Bob’s marriage turns out just like my brothers. He was married before I ever knew he was intending on being married. Of course, before you ever receive this letter you will have written me all of the details of their marriage. From today’s letter their plans were most indefinite.  I do hope they have it so at least you and her folks can attend. Has Bob ever given any indication of what he plans on doing when he leaves the Army? All I can do is hope for them half the joy we have experienced as each other’s in the Lord Jesus Christ. I do hope they put Christ first in their home and all their relationships together. I gather from what you said that Margaret is planning on working until Bob comes back. Personally, I wish Bob would get out of the Army now and then he might be able to get settled in some civilian occupation. It is a sure thing he will have to settle down and start preparing himself for his life work. Because he will have an additional responsibility in caring for Margaret. I hope them God’s riches blessings.

I was very glad to receive the pictures you enclosed in today’s letters. The one of you and mom together was really good. I also like the one of you and Margaret together. The picture of Stan and Lee and the children was exceptionally good and I was really glad to have it. Well, Lover, I’ll write more to you in the morning early.

Early 24 June 1945

Good Morning Sweetheart:-

We still had activity a quite a lot of firing here around our area but I slept a little better and a little more than I did night before last. To go to bed and not be interrupted with all the things that make for war will indeed be something. It is breaking day in the east now and the sky is indeed a beautiful sight. It is grand to know 10 hours before you too have seen the same sunrise.

I’m answering questions and making comments on your letter of May 23rd. I’m sure Batten’s must have been overjoyed to hear from Roger, and especially to know he is on his way home. Isn’t it the truth how poorly people support the Lord’s work? If just half of our memberships tithed what great things could be accomplished for the Lord. For instance, NSBC could give over twice as much as they give now for missions.

I was very sorry to hear about the woman backing out of the beginner’s superintendency. But if you can get Dorothy Reid that will be fine. She is very good and a fine Christian so I feel definitely she would be a good leader if you can get her. It is a shame the way you have to beg and plead for people to help in a which they profess to be so important. I do hope Mrs. Milne will cooperate and seek to make one whole unified program. I shall be interested to know how things come along. I assure you of my earnest prayer on your behalf. Glad Ray Johnson was in prayer meeting, I would like to see Ray again sometime. We have had a lot of fun together. I believe he will do a good job as Director of Evangelism for Illinois.

The letter from the Chief was very nice and I’m glad he liked what I sent him. I have a couple other things to send him and I have a few things for you, but it will be a little time before we can send them. At the present time we have so much to do that it is impossible to send these things off. I love the Chief very much and want to do all I can to make him happy. Well my Dear, I must close for now and may God bless you and the folks richly.

Forever yours alone in Christ’s love,


Colossians 3:3