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

June 2, 1945

Okinawa Shima – Ryukyu Islands

2 June 1945

Sarah, My Dearest Darling:

Well, another day is about past and I’m really tired and weary after climbing and walking so much. I spent almost the entire day visiting among the various companies. I had hoped for mail today but due to weather and road conditions none came in. And from all they tell me, we have very little opportunity getting any now until Monday evening. It started raining again this afternoon. So it means more trying times and aching muscles. Well, be that as it may, as long as we can come through with less casualties I’m willing to put up with almost any kind of weather.

Nisei interpreter calls on natives to come out of cave, Okinawa, 1945.

There is very little of interest except that I helped get some natives out of the caves. I will not go into details now but someday I will tell you about it. I’ll tell you about one touching scene as we were moving them. That sweet little girl of about five I’ll never be able to forget.

Well, in that I have a few minutes, I’m going to start answering some more of your letters starting with yours of May 7th. I certainly wish your back letters would start catching up with me. For I am very lonesome to hear and know what you have been doing. Nothing in all this world can take the place of your precious and helpful letters. It certainly means everything to have a wonderful Christian wife as you are.

I was glad you had such a nice visit with Paul Allen’s wife. I know she must have been very happy to see him so soon. Paul hadn’t expected to be home until August or September. Men in the Navy certainly have an advantage over men in the Army. They always have a  decent place to sleep, good food (fresh), and a definite period overseas and then return to the Mainland. Paul was certainly fortunate to get 18 days leave. What Paul said about fleas is true but I’m sure things could be even worse. It has been most uncomfortable at times, but I don’t want you to worry about me. I’m willing to go through a lot if I can just return to you, Darling.

I was interested in Mr. Kraft’s statement about Mayor Kelly calling him to pray and have NSBC, “for their prayers reach heaven.” I’m inclined to believe that is indicative of the church mentioned in Revelation, “neither cold nor hot.” NSBC will continue to mark time until they rid themselves of the glory which is self proclaimed.

Well Darling, it is about dark so I will have to close for tonight. God bless you My Lover in all things.

Yours alone because we are one in Christ,


Colossians 3:3

December 13, 1944

December 13, 1944

My Beloved Darling Sarah:

I have just finished reading your letters of yesterday over again and they are such a blessing to me. Darling, I wish I could find words that would express fully to you just how much I love you and just how much you mean to me. Each passing day I realize more than ever what a wonderful wife you are. If you knew of cases I have dealt with, you would understand just what I mean. I am so very thankful for our promise of ourselves to each other forever because I realize more than ever I would never want to love another. Sweetheart, I only hope I can make you personally as happy as I am in your wonderful abiding love. There are so many things about the Army that are discouraging and distressing, but when I think of you and know that we are each other’s forever, no matter what happens, it does help me over the rough places along the way. 

Things were routine as ever today except that later this morning Captain Wilkinson, Raymond and I went down to the native village. By the way, I have just been interrupted and it is very very late, so I will not be able to write you a very long letter. I will tell you about it some day. You can never plan to do anything definitely for it seems something will always come up to hinder you in someway.

Willis in his Jeep visiting his men. Christmas Island 1944.

Late this afternoon I called on a certain soldier who wanted to see me. He was certainly feeling low. He had just received word that his wife’s mother had passed away 24 hours after their first baby was born. The worst of it was the fact that the wife thought right along that he knew about her death because she sent a telegram to him. But we have checked thoroughly and we have never received such a message. Please remember Darling, if anything should ever happen, don’t try sending it through regular telegraph, send it through the Red Cross because all Red Cross messages are given a priority. As some of the men say, you don’t know whether to look forward to mail or not because many times it brings heartbreaking news. I can understand what they mean but how thankful I am that our dear Lord has given us the assurance of His care and guidance.  As I have said, this time of separation from you hurts more than anything I have ever experienced and I will be so very very glad we can be together again. 

I have read your letter of November 27th and I’m going to make a few comments. I was surely sorry to hear that Gen hasn’t been feeling well. I do hope by this time this letter reaches you she will be feeling very much better. I know she must have liked the little hat you knit for her. It was good to know that Stan baptized two in his church. I think that the former minister’s wife will lose a lot of friends and hurt herself by acting the way she is.

I am certainly proud of your Church History grade and your grade in your final exam in New Testament. Keep up the good work, for it helps and encourages me more than you realize. It is good to know you are getting your thesis pretty well organized. Darling, I’m so very very thankful and grateful for you and your wonderful life and love. I do wish you could take Religious Journalism. I liked it very much. 

I’m beginning to wonder if Bob and I will ever get a picture of the folks. It is a sure thing we will never have it for Christmas, and I sometimes wonder when, for in your letter of the 27th you had said you thought they were going to try to get their pictures taken the next day. You were wondering if I wanted a large picture or the miniature. I would like to have the large picture, otherwise my picture frame you gave me with your picture will look rather strange without the picture that is intended for the other side. The note you placed in there about reserving the side for Mom and Pop’s picture is still in there. 

Well Darling, it is already a day later than the date on this letter so I must try and get a little rest before time to get up. God bless you Dearest in all things, and remember, I love you more than ever I have before. Give the folks my deepest love.

Yours only, forever in the 

Love of Christ Jesus,


Colossians 3:3

September 28, 1944

September 28, 1944

Sarah, My Beloved Darling:

Sweetheart, I love you so very much and will be so very happy when I can tell you that face to face again. This time of separation makes me realize more than ever how good it was to be together and tell each other of our love for each other. I shall never forget some of those talks we used to have together. It was so good to just hold you in my arms and feel your nice soft hair against my face. You are such a sweet and precious wife to me, Darling.

This morning we went through our usual routine, that is calling on the men at the various outposts. We also went down to the native village and while there Raymond and I were able to have a good visit with Timete. Timete is surely a good man and a very quiet leader for the men. By the way, the men had some more presents for me. I will be hoping to have a box ready to send home again to you soon.

Willis with Timete.  From Sarah’s Scrapbook 1944.

This noon I had dinner up at the Infantry area and had a good visit with most of the officers. While at Captain Merrow’s quarters we listened to the news by shortwave, then I came back to my quarters and started to study. I spent the whole afternoon studying. After supper I went up to the Air Base to play another ball game. I pitched again, we won this evening by a score of 11 to 10. I also had pretty good luck at bat.

As soon as the game was over my assistant and I hurried away to the farm for our regular farm service. We had nine in attendance this evening. We had a good song service and then I spoke on James 4:13 to 17. I emphasized the necessity  of knowing Christ personally. To enjoy and receive the benefits of the Christian life, it is necessary to know Christ and not just know about Him.

We visited with a men for a while, but we left for I wanted to get back here and write some letters. First of all, I wrote a letter to Maurice and Edith and enclosed with it a letter of thanks for the hymn books that she can read to the class if she so desires. After writing to them, I decided to write a letter to the folks, for I have not written them for some time now. And now here I am writing to you, my beloved Darling.

By the way, I got up early this morning and wrote a letter to Lt. Carl Anderson, the officer who came to my quarters to read the Bible and pray. As I told you before, he is the private secretary of General Richardson of the Pacific Ocean areas. Technically, MacArthur is under General Richardson. It is really fine to have a man like Carl in such a place to be a living witness of what God can do for a man. He is surely a very fine man. I hope to be able to see him some time again in the future.

Lover, it is so late and I am tired so I think I will close for now. God bless you in all things, and remember, I love you more tonight than ever before. It is so sweet to be just yours forever.

Now and Forever yours in the Love of Christ,


Colossians 3:3

P.S. I’m enclosing two poems, I especially like the one entitled, “Blood Donor”.

September 27, 1944

September 27, 1944

 My Beloved Darling Wife:

Another day has rolled into eternity and we are one day nearer home and one day nearer being together. Won’t it be wonderful when we can be together again in our own home? Our one year together was the happiest of my whole life. And I look forward to greater happiness in years to come because the Lord has been teaching us so many new things. It means everything to a man to have a wife and companion like you in the Lord’s work.

This morning most of the time was spent making final arrangements for the dinner following the Jewish Yom Kippur services which began last night at sunset. We had 24 in the services last evening and there were 23 at the dinner this evening. They also invited the commanding officers of the Task Force and the Air Base. The services turned out very well when you consider how little we had to work with, as you realize several things are quite necessary for the proper celebration of any Jewish service, or especially Holy Days.

Just Before Yom Kippur Service. 1944. Willis Reed is in the center.

It was really very hot today and this afternoon I spent some more time reading and trying to catch up on some things I wanted to do for sometime. In my reading this afternoon, I happened to run into a little article which I am sending on to you. I think Dr. Sweet hit the nail on the head, what do you think, Darling?

By the way, I failed to tell you yesterday that I received three other letters besides yours, they were from the Hollys, Ruth Reed and Elizabeth Riley. The letter for the Hollys was just as lovely as ever. I will be so happy when you can meet them. I am so grateful to God for His goodness to us, Dear. You know, when we stop and think about it, He has truly given as a host of wonderful Christian friends in almost every section of the United States. Darling, they love you so much, how could they help it? When I think of you and the fact that your God’s little girl, I cannot but feel very humble and all within me makes me want to be a better man, and at least be partially worthy of your blessed love which is a refining and purifying influence in my life and has been ever been since November 1, 1940.

The letter from Ruth was very nice and she seemed to be so glad to have a necklace from us. She thinks so much of you, Dear. All these nice things people write and tell me about you helps to remove a part of the sting and ache of being apart. For it seems through this whole experience that the Lord is teaching us the joy of following His leading, and in spite of being separated we are being drawn closer together because we are one in Him to the extent that we have sought His will first, even though it meant separation.

We did not finish with the Jewish services until almost 9 o’clock. So as soon as possible I came back to my quarters and wrote a letter to the Hollys. Another fine family in Long Beach were the Cables. I became very well acquainted with them while there. The Hollys informed me that Mrs. Cable had a very serious cancer operation. They had to remove her left breast entirely. I wrote them a letter also and enclosed it with the Hollys. Joan, their daughter is President of the College B.Y.F. and a mighty fine girl. Please pray for her, Dear. I will inform you as to her welfare as soon as I hear.

A year ago tonight I was on the Northwestern Challenger racing across the state of Iowa. I’ll be so happy when we can do all of our traveling together. Perhaps if we can get it over now, we will be able to do the rest of our traveling together.

Sweetheart, it is so late and I am so tired so I will close now and asked the Lord to bless you in all things to His honor and glory. Dearest, you grow more precious as the hours roll by.

Yours now and forever in the Love

Of our Lord Jesus Christ.


Philippians 3:9,10

Colossians 3:3