February 11, 1946

Seoul, Korea

11 February 1946

Sarah, My Beloved Darling:

I had so hoped that there would be some mail from you today, but there wasn’t any mail of any kind for anybody. Well, I do have your last letters and have read them over again, but I’m so lonesome to know what you have been doing. Lover, I love you so much more than ever.

  This has been another one of those days when everything came up, and as a result, there hasn’t been very much time to even have a little quiet time. However, I am glad for such days because it does help them to slip by very rapidly. Honestly, I don’t know what I would do if I didn’t have any more to do than some people. There were several up here to see me this afternoon and naturally that took time.

  Almost the entire morning was used by Dennis and I in creating a box of things to return to a chaplain which used to be in this hospital. We had to do a lot of running around, and as a result, it took longer than it normally would have just to build the box. I’m surely glad that is out of the way.

  Part of the afternoon I tried to get everything arranged for the radio broadcast which I have charge of this coming Sunday afternoon at 2 o’clock in the afternoon. Everything is pretty well planned now, those who are to be in the program are to practice the various songs. I managed to get some of them together for a while to practice this evening. We have to have everything timed so that my whole program will consume 29 minutes.

  After our practice, I came up here to the office hoping to write a couple of letters before starting this letter to you, but the very best I could do was write one letter to the Pearson’s at Chenoa. Enclosed in this letter find their letter, for I’m sure you will enjoy reading it, also find enclosed the clipping they sent me from the Bloomington paper. Three different men were up here to see me and naturally, that takes time.

  Of course several times today I could not help but think of this as the beginning of the 26 month since I’ve seen you in spite of being very busy. I certainly pray and hope that it won’t be too much longer before I’ll be able to be with you. Really, it is a strain to be separated from you and I hope we will soon be together. I’ve lived less than half too long now.

Bob and Marge Price at the Dunes. August 1945.

  In your letter of the twentieth, you said: “Well, at last I found out definitely.”  And that referring to the fact that Bob and Margie are expecting an addition. You seem to imply that you have been thinking so for some time but you never mentioned it to me, so naturally, I was very much surprised. When is the baby supposed to come? Honestly, I cannot tell you just how I felt when I heard the news. I’m so lonesome for you and hope we can have our own family. Being over here with things so very uncertain it is hard to know how to plan or think. And I’m  so lonesome to just be with you my Darling and talk over so many things in my heart and mind.

  It makes me happy to hear how well things are coming along with your new Sunday school class. I do hope that you will be able to lead those girls to an understanding of what it means to be a Christian. So, Ann Catherine Dawson is your new president.

  I was surely surprised to hear that John Damiani called. If I come through San Francisco, I will try to look them up if I have the time to do so. When is he planning on getting out of the Army? 

From what you said in your letter, the Northern program at North Shore must have been very good and I’m glad to hear that it was. It certainly makes my heart ache to know that there is that strained feeling between the church and Northern. From things you have said in your letters from time to time, I’ve been able to gather that much. Darling, I don’t know just what to say, but such conditions and feelings just make my heart ache. I haven’t the time now to go into detail, but after having gone through some of the terror of battle and then note the ill-feeling between supposed Christian groups in the Lord’s service, it hurts. Honestly, it makes it very hard to talk to men about Christ. Personally, it seems to me a lot of the trouble can be traced right back to the mission board question.

  It was good to hear that you had the privilege of seeing Bill Spence. I haven’t seen him for a  long time. Well, my Lover, I’m pretty weary and must close for tonight. God bless you and the folks in all things.

 Yours forever in Christ’s perfecting love,


 Colossians 3:3 

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