July 19, 1945

Okinawa Shima – Ryukyu Islands

19 July 1945

Dearest Darling Sweetheart:

This evening I was made glad with the arrival of your letter July 9th. It was such a good letter, as is every letter written from you, my Dear. The pictures you enclosed of Charlie, Marian and the children were very good. I really enjoy pictures, so remember Sweetheart, keep as many of them as possible coming this way. And then just before noon I received one of the installments of your cookies and nuts. Darling, they came through in perfect shape. You will never know how good those cookies tasted. It certainly made me homesick for your cooking and baking. In your letter of today you said I was probably enchanted about your cooking because we have been separated for so long and we are so far apart. That has nothing whatsoever to do with my feelings about your cooking. For you always did wonderfully well in preparing our meals, even when we had very little. I mean it when I say you are a very good cook. By the way, Don, Paul and his assistant also thought those cookies were good. The only thing they seem to be disappearing too rapidly to suit me. I have had one after dinner and one this evening. They are such a good dessert. That’s the way I’m going to eat them, that way they will last longer. I know right well that your love was wrapped up in them and that means so much more to me.

I’m really having a time writing this letter because it seems that almost any minute this tent is going to take off. We are right in the midst of one of Okinawa’s storms. We have had a strong wind all day and quite a few rain squalls. I spent the entire day in our Chaplain’s tent. This morning I did some more letters of condolences then worked on Bible classes for the evening which was my opening discussion on  “How we got our English Bible.” There were 35 men in attendance. 

After dinner I took care of some more letters of condolence, these were for men who died of wounds since they were evacuated from the front.

Several man talked to me for quite a while following the service this evening so I didn’t get to start this letter as soon as I had hoped to.

Early Morning 20 July 1945

Good Morning Sweetheart:-

Well, at least morning has arrived, last night was really miserable for me. The fellows who put this tent up did a very poor job, and as a result of the high winds and heavy winds, my whole side caved in. My things got pretty wet before I was able to get them securely covered. I had to sleep, (I mean try to, for I didn’t sleep), with my raincoat on to keep a wee bit dry. Most of my things are pretty well soaked. It certainly gets me to see how haphazard men will do work sometimes. I’m going to see if I can round up some lumber for wood of some kind to fix this side of my tent. I was tired as it was last night and to have to put in such a miserable night wasn’t very pleasant because somebody didn’t do their work properly. Pardon me for complaining.

Pictures Willis sent home. 1945.

I couldn’t finish this letter last night because it was impossible to keep my candle burning. I tried and tried but finally at last I decided to try and finish it when daylight arrived. It certainly turned out to be a very long night.

This morning, I start with your letter of June 24th, 1945. I was interested to know that you have a new class of boys. From what you’ve told me, I can easily understand why you hated to lose your old class of boys.

I’ll really miss seeing Clara when I return to NSBC. She is a fine Christian and we always have had such a good time visiting together. They will certainly miss her fine work with the children.

I’m so glad to hear that Gen is looking better today. Getting to bed earlier is bound to help her. She always works so hard anyway. When you see them again, be sure to give them my love and best wishes.

From your description of things I can easily see that Lois received some very beautiful wedding presents. Is her husband planning on staying in Detroit or are they going to move back to Chicago next year? He is certainly lucky to not be drafted. Even if they do have to live in a small apartment, that is better than being separated as we are and many hundreds of thousands of others. I could and would be willing to live almost anywhere if we could just be together again. Men who stay out of this Army just have no conception how fortunate they are.

Your Vacation Church School certainly had a damp opening. It’s certainly too bad that you should have such miserable weather for the opening.

Don’t you ever worry about me wanting to stay in the Army. Nothing in it that attracts me to devote my life to it.

I don’t know Mrs. Flores (Dr. Sasker) too well, but from what I do know, she is a very fine woman.

Well, my Dear I will have to close for now. God bless you and keep you is my prayer.

Just yours, Darling, in the Eternal love

Of Christ,


Colossians 3:3    

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