19 January 1946
Dearest Darling Sweetheart:
This has been a long tiresome day for they were so many interruptions and now it seems I was able to accomplish very little. There wasn’t any mail today but I hardly expected any extra after receiving three letters from you yesterday. I will be surprised if there is mail tomorrow. I think Monday will be about the first we can expect mail now. I certainly look forward to your letters. I’ve just finished reading some of your last letters over again.
Several times during the day I did manage to get some studying done, but not near all I would like to have done. Nothing of importance was accomplished, for everything was very much routine such as calling on the men in the various wards. I was approached again about joining the regular Army, but I gave them a hearty, “NO.” By the way, this afternoon at 2 o’clock the 184th Infantry Regiment was officially deactivated with the lowering of colors and became the 31st Regiment which was lost on Bataan. The colors of the regiment are to be returned to the States. The 184th is out of the old 40th Division which is a California National Guard Division.
After supper this evening, I came up here to the office and did some more studying and then I decided to try and write some letters. So first of all, I wrote a letter to Paul wishing him a happy birthday. I had forgotten about his birthday until today, I’m sorry the little letter won’t be there until a week or so late. After that, I wrote a letter to Chaplain Cavender expressing my sympathy in the homegoing of his dear wife. (Enclosed find the Christmas letter which he sent to us). And then after finishing that letter, I wrote a letter to the Hollys wondering about Gail. I haven’t heard from them for quite some time now. And now I’m doing the thing I like best apart from reading your precious letters of love to me.
It warmed up quite a lot today, in fact it was warm enough that around noon some of the snow and ice starting to melt, cut by 3:30 it was cold enough that it quit thawing. Well, another man just left who was in to see me. He was here almost an hour.
I was really glad to know the field glasses finally arrived safely. You were right about the one glass which looked like it might be cracked, for that does have to do with the range finder. That extra coil of scrap I want to make a strap for the case so we can carry them over our shoulders.
From what you said in your letter, it must have been a very miserable day for Grandma Norman’s funeral. I know where she is buried, for I saw where her husband was buried on several occasions. As you said, it isn’t far from my mother’s or grandfather’s grave.
You really did very well in your schoolwork for the first quarter. I’m surely proud of your grades, I will have to go some to ever equal your record. Sweetheart, you are such a wonderful inspiration to me in every way.
Lover, your sweet letter was better than any birthday card that was ever made so don’t feel badly about not sending me one. I would rather have one of your precious letters than anything I know, except of course always being with you, but right now that isn’t possible.
You certainly have had some trying times with that boy’s class but I venture to say that their new teacher, even though he is a man, will have some trouble. I don’t believe it was or is entirely you, after all, there are some children who are that way and from what you said. This just happened to be a combination.
I was glad to know that you had another call from Jack Lilja, he is a fine fellow and I do think that you will enjoy knowing him. It will be interesting to know what he has decided to do.
Well Lover, your tweetheart is pretty weary so I think I will close for tonight. God bless you and the folks in all things.
I’m just yours forever and always
in Christ’s love,