Okinawa Shima – Ryukyu Islands
16 July 1945
Dearest Darling Sweetheart:
After supper this evening I was made glad with the arrival of your letters of July 7th and 8th. As I have said so often before, the letters are so very helpful to me in every way. And the more letters I receive from you the closer we come to the day when we will be together again in the service of our Lord Jesus Christ. It certainly means everything to me over here to know that always I can depend upon your love and devotion to Christ and to me. I only wish there were some way for me to make you realize just how much I do love you and what your love has done for my whole life.
Since early morning, Paul and I have been on the go, and as a result, this evening I am very tired. Paul has already gone to bed but I want to write to you, Dear. You said in your letter of the eighth that you didn’t want me to miss sleep because of writing long letters to you. Remember, the only way I can love you now is by writing and I’m sure you would not want to deprive me of that privilege. After all Dear, the next best thing to having one of your beautiful letters is having the privilege of writing to you. By the way, beside your letters, I got a nice letter from Louise Davis and Miss Pettus, a great surprise to say the least. As soon as I answer her letter I’ll send it on to you to read.
The first thing this morning I went over to the Engineers to see about something we need. While there I found out that my good friend Major Reaugh is leaving for the States. I just had another pleasant surprise, the mailman brought me your letter of July 7th. Such letters are manna to my heart and soul.
I stopped by Division Headquarters and bid Chaplain Holt goodbye. I’m certainly going to miss him. I know we will have to go a long way to have as fine and as cooperative a chaplain. In a lot of ways he makes me think of Dr. Hepburn, his voice so often has made me think of him. After picking up a few supplies, we proceeded on to Corps Headquarters and saw Chaplain Lowe. We had dinner there and later we left for the beach to see if we could find our foot lockers. All of the other chaplains found theirs but apparently mine is lost. I sent Paul’s and mine at the same time but mine is gone. It certainly makes me feel badly. I do hope that it shows up sometime or other. By the way, I forgot to tell you that I ran into Chaplain O’Gorman who used to be with me in the 603rd AAA group. I hadn’t seen him since coming overseas. We visited for about 10 minutes before I had to leave for a visit to the hospital. It is certainly a job to find your men in the hospitals because there are so many of them on the island. As we traveled back over the ground we fought for, it didn’t look natural at all. That was the first time I have been back to where I came ashore. It is almost a miracle to see what changes have taken place since our landing. I followed the troops all the way from where we landed to the southern tip of Okinawa. The island is really beginning to look pretty now that so many of the evidences of destruction are being cleaned up. By the way, while at one place I got to see the old castle built by the Okinawan King sometime in fifteen hundred. It was a sight to behold. It is said that it took 10,000 men 10 years to build it and I can easily believe it. Such walls and buttresses I have never seen before in all my life. Every stone was fit perfectly into place. I wish I could get some pictures of it for you. Of course, many parts of it will have been destroyed with the wars that have taken place on this island as well as the time when the Japanese seized the island for their own possession. There are very few evidences of our artillery or bombs damaging this ancient fortress.
Dear, I want to try to catch up on your letters so this evening I start with yours of June 18th. I’ve got quite a kick out of your description of Paul Stein. Evidently he is getting worse as the years go along. I know he used to rather rub my fur the wrong way, as well as a lot of others.
Those rough times in my letters will have wait for now. I care not to write about them, perhaps I can tell you about them when we are together again. Dear, I would never want you to see or experience some of the things I experienced and saw in this campaign.
I was certainly glad to hear that Zelma’s husband will be home for the arrival of their baby. I am sure both of them must be happy about the whole thing. Sometimes I can hardly imagine what it will be like to see you again, so many times here of late I wonder how it will be when we see each other again.
I was surprised to hear that Amy had asked about my Army career so far. And you said, I think that was nice of them to want to have my name on the honor roll for their church.
Dear, Mom’s letters are always so sweet and I do love to hear from her. The letter of the Chief’s which you enclosed in today’s letter was good and I really enjoyed receiving it, be sure to tell him, Dear.
By the way, Chaplain Holt gave me five copies of pictures which our division staff photographer took, so I’m enclosing them in this letter. I think you will like them.
Well, it is rather late and I am tired so I had better get to bed for morning will be here soon. God bless you Lover in all things. I love you more tonight than ever before.
It is so good to be just forever just
Yours in the Love of