Okinawa Shima – Ryukyu Islands
4 July 1945
My Dearest Darling Sweetheart:
I wanted to write to you last night but something came up which made it impossible to do so. I had just finished a letter to the Chief and M`om when I was interrupted. Is certainly isn’t easy to do all the things you would like to do because there are so many things that can change your plans in a moments notice. As for the highlight of the day it was the arrival of your letters for June 21st, 22nd and 23rd. Those letters were really grand and I will read them again today if I can find the time. I also got another nice letter from Mom. I only wish she knew how much I appreciate her wonderful letters. Besides those letters I got from the following: Wayne Soliday, Hollys, Louise Davis, Pfc. Gifford of the 98th, Dennis Carlson of my old outfit of the Seventh Division ,(thirteenth engineers), Lieut. Erb of the 98th, Captain Mason’s father, and two other nice letters from mothers who have lost their sons in this campaign.
Early yesterday morning Chaplain Wells, Chaplain Vogel and I left here for Division Headquarters for the meeting of chaplains of this division. While there I got to see my good friend Chaplain Lowe. After the meeting was over, we decided to go to another division headquarters to see a friend of his, the chaplain I told you I ran into under fire in the early part of this campaign who is the husband of the Jones family of the First Church of Long Beach. We had a very good visit and we also had dinner with him. We talked over many of our old experiences as well as friends we knew. I wish I had the time to write you some of the things we talked about, even if I did it would be far from satisfactory in a letter. By the way, you may be interested to know that I had the privilege of meeting Gen. Stillwell yesterday. He is certainly the foot soldiers friend. Everybody seems to be very happy that he is our new Army Commanding General. Buckner was well-liked, but in that he was killed, most of the men feel that Stillwell was the very best man that could have taken his place.
We arrived back here in about the middle of the afternoon and then I spent more time trying to get things straightened out around our chaplain’s tent. Don worked all the time I was gone trying to clean up and salvage some of the things that were ruined in the shipment up here.
Dear, this isn’t such a very good letter but I must be on my way, I’ll try to write to you a better letter this evening. God bless you my Dear in all things. Be sure to give the folks my deepest love.
Yours alone in the love of
Christ Jesus our Lord,