August 18, 1943

Stationary:  First Baptist Church of East Moline, Illinois

August 18, 1943

My Darling Wife and Always Sweetheart,

Blessed be the name of the lord for you Dear, it seemed the wheels of the train hummed a tune that found my heart full to overflowing for love for you. Darling I love you more than I ever dreamed possible. This first year of our married life has been the happiest I’ve ever enjoyed. How I praise the Lord for the fact that you are God’s girl and you and the Lord have seen fit to let me have you for a companion.

Our train arrived in Boston only 10 minutes late which is very good considering the conditions. I did not sleep hardly at all. Our train was jammed and they had to make up another one a second section as large as the one I was on. I’ve been in “jams” and “crushes,” but never like yesterday when they opened the gates to let us through. I stood up for part of the way. When nearing Boston a man asked me if I were going to the Chaplains School at Harvard, and I said yes. He informed me that he was a teacher at Harvard and would be glad to direct me. We took the subway to Harvard square and then he got a taxi from there to my Dormitory here at Perkins Hall. He was surely nice to me as was his wife. They even paid my way.

I arrived here at 11:15 A.M. Filled out papers and what not until just a few minutes ago. It is now 2:30 P.M. I need a shave, need sleep and something to eat. However I wanted to write to you first.

I’m going to try and get some shower shoes so I can take a shower as well as a couple of towels and soap.

Well Dear I’ll close now. And I love you more than my poor mortal tongue can tell you.

With All of My Love & Life,

Willie, (mush)

I’ll write more later.

Col 3:3

Psalm 34

Written on the side:

P.S.  Did Edith ever get to the station?

2 thoughts on “August 18, 1943

  • John Reed
    August 18, 2017, 3:29 pm

    Thank you so much Jim and Dan, for taking on this project. As Willis would say, “It’s fitting and appropriate…” I still think of Dad every day and thank God that I had such a loving and giving father. I look forward to reading these entries every day–it’s an island of hope and promise in these times, to be sure!

  • willisareed
    August 18, 2017, 4:52 pm

    Thanks John, We need a bit of promise in times like these.

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