December 20, 1943
Finally a letter from you today and you will never know how glad I was to hear. After not hearing for two days, I was really lonesome and your letter was so sweet and surely filled that empty spot. You are so sweet and I love you more all the time.
I’m so glad you enclosed the bulletin from Northern, it was very interesting and was of special interest to me because you were in some of the pictures. It was so good to read it because it is the school I went to and the one to which the Dearest person in all this world is going to.
The article you enclosed about school was surely subtle, they want to make the Nation feel they are patriotic, and from personal experience they are doing more to wreck and hold back the finish of this war than any other one thing I know.
It has been raining most of the day and at present is really pouring. I noticed in this morning’s paper that they are beginning to worry about the possibility of a flood. As I told you in yesterday’s letter, our field positions are terrible, mud shoe top deep and the dugouts flooding. Miserable living to say the least. And what even makes it harder is the fact that the men just sit hoping something will happen. The trying living conditions wouldn’t be so bad if the men could feel they are doing something. As you can see, it is a real problem to keep the men’s morale good. And as I’m sure you are aware, the devil has all kinds of things to allure and attract the men when they are on pass.
This morning I went down to Long Beach to get the Church Service programs we had printed for our Christmas Services. About three weeks ago I went to L.A. and about 1,000 of these bulletins from the Baptist Publication Society. I worked out this ideas for the program and took them downtown last week to have them printed. The Catholic Chaplain is rather slack on doing things so I asked him what he wanted on the bulletin and I arranged it for us, as you will note on the enclosed copy.
I also got a card from Jack and Bertha with a note in it. She told me our letters came on the same day also. I thought that was quite a coincidence also.
So Florence has been out of school since Frank is home. I do hope you get a chance to meet Frank before he leaves.
I’ve noticed by the paper and heard over the radio about the cold weather you have been having in the east. I can imagine your little tootsies really get cold. I don’t care how cold your feet ever get, I would really love to be where you could put them on me. Your feet will eventually get warm but nothing can ever fill that lonesome and aching place in my heart but being with you my Dear.
They are having a big dance and program tonight, put on by the U.S.O, which I do not care to go to because of the jungle music and some of the things that go on.
I got a nice card from Mil and Daunt today. She also enclosed a note telling me about the good telephone visit you had.
I got a nice card from John Dawson and his family. He wrote a note also and said some very fine things about you and your work in the church. I know all he said is true, but when a person is bound to another as I am to you, it just makes you happy all over.
For some reason or other I’m very tired tonight, I guess it’s from riding around in the rain and trudging through the mud.
By the way, I gave the officers some of your cookies for dinner and they liked them very much and asked me to thank you for them.
Well Lover, I’ll close for now but please remember I love you more now than ever before. God Bless you in all things.
Forever yours in Christ’s Love,
My Utmost was surely good for December 19 and 20th, wasn’t it?