December 19, 1945

Seoul, Korea

19 December 1945

Sarah, My Beloved Darling:

I had hoped for a letter or two from you today but none arrived so I will just have to live in hopes for some mail tomorrow. This has been a rounder of a day to say the very least. I have been on the go since about 6 o’clock and right now it is near a new day and it seems I’ve accomplished very little. There are so many small things which I did for various patients which consumed a lot of time, and as a result, I haven’t been able to accomplish a whole lot.

  It has been very cold all day and will probably continue to be this way for quite some time. Last night I slept very well and warm so I’ve felt like hitting the ball all day. A portion of the morning I spent lining things up for our special Christmas services, as well as taking care of some other things and doing a little studying. After dinner, I spent most of the time in the wards with various patients. I did get up here late in the afternoon for enough time to have my devotions. After supper, I came right here to the office and started in earnest to get some of the letters answered which are piled up here on me recently. Before starting this one to you I managed to get 10 of them out of the way, they were to the following people: Wallace Connell, Freddie Romer, Maurice and Gladys Carson, Auntie Skaggs, Harold and Buena, Al and Ruth Beaudoin, Dolores, Houstons, Mae and Connie and Roy String. I will send you their letters and cards to read for I think you’ll enjoy reading them, and then you will be able to better understand those who write to me from time to time.

  Now that everything is down in writing, it looks like I have done very little, but honestly Darling, I’ve talked to many different men and I hope to have been able to help some of them. There is certainly a wonderful opportunity in the hospital like this one.

  I’m going to try and catch up on some of your back letters. This thing of commenting and talking about things 2 or 4 weeks old isn’t all that it’s cracked up to be. It will be so good we can just sit down and talk like we used to do. It always meant so much to me to hold you close and think and pray together.

  Of course I’m still keeping in mind what Mr. Kraft said and I’m asking the Lord to lead us aright in that respect. To me it is challenging, and I personally don’t care for the idea of being under Wilson, that is if we had to be under a mission sponsored by North Shore. I don’t mean that critically, I just happen to feel that way. Darling, something happened to the lights here in my office. They have gone off for some reason or other and won’t go back on. I’m using a flashlight, but it is so dim so I think I will have to close for tonight. God bless you Beloved in all things.

 Always and forever just yours

 in Christ’s love,


 Colossians 3:3

 P.S. Find enclosed Harold and Buena’s letter and picture. 

One thought on “December 19, 1945

  • John T Reed
    December 19, 2019, 3:23 am

    “Last night I slept very well and warm so I’ve felt like hitting the ball all day.”
    Wow–sounds like he was really on the ball! 🙂

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