February 22, 1946

Seoul, Korea

22 February 1946

Dearest Darling Sweetheart:

Well, I just finished reading some of your last letters over again. Of course, there wasn’t any mail and naturally that made all of us feel pretty low. This mail situation is really becoming serious and the morale of the troops has dropped to a new low.

 I didn’t accomplish much today, but I did get around to visit some of the patients. After having my dinner, I came up here to the office and sought to study for a while, but in that today was an official holiday, I decided to go over to my quarters and lie down for a while. For the last couple of days I felt pretty miserable, it is the combination of a cold and being overtired. Please don’t worry because I am all right otherwise.

Willis Reed preaching at a memorial service while still on Christmas Island. 1944.

  After our evening meal, I came up here to the office and studied until time for Bible class. We have had a very fine time in our class this evening. There were thirty-three in attendance this evening. A quite a number of old friends came over from the 7th Division and we really had a fine time. Our discussion lasted until 9:30. Chaplain Wells came over with six men from the old 184th and we visited about things in general after class. We are both pretty sick about the poor mail service and with the way a lot of the things are being handled here in reference to the Chaplains Corps. I’m going to keep on doing my best and hope for a break soon.

  Darling, in the box which I sent to you day before yesterday I enclosed two double-faced Obis. I suppose you will wonder why I sent them. In one of your recent letters, you said you thought it would be nice to pick up a scarf for some end tables. On every shopping trip, I’ve looked for them but I have never been able to find anything that of that kind. But I believe it will be possible to make them out of these Obis.  I explained my idea to Miss Mason and Miss Asmus and they believe that it could be done all right.

  From what I’ve heard over the radio and from what you’ve told me in your letters, I can see that the housing problem is indeed acute in the United States. I suppose we are going to have a hard time ourselves, but I’m surely not going to worry about that until the time comes.

  Darling, news is very scarce and I’m weary so I think I will close for tonight. But remember I do love you much more than ever. God bless you in all things.

 Yours alone forever in Christ’s love,


 Colossians 3:3

 P.S. Enclosed find Timete’s letter.

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