July 6, 1945

Okinawa Shima – Ryukyu Islands

6 July 1945

Sarah, My Beloved Darling:

I have just now finished reading your grand letters of June 27th and 28th. Your letter of June 26th is missing but perhaps it will show up in a day or so. By the way, your letter of May 13th has never arrived but I still have hopes that it will arrive. Every one of your letters are precious to me and I hate missing a single one. Your work with the VCS sounds very interesting, and considering all things, I believe you are having a splendid attendance. However, the weatherman seems to be against you as well as the mumps epidemic. If you had not had those things to contend with, I have a feeling you would have had an average of attendance of over 150.

I spent part of the morning down at the Chaplin’s tent studying and writing to two men in the 98th. I felt so bad that I came back to my tent and arranged a few things and then rested until about suppertime. Please don’t worry Sweetheart, I’m all right and I will be careful. After eating, Don came up with your precious letters. Don is such a grand fellow and I’m so thankful to God that he was able to come on out here to me. I’m sure God must have been in it, for the chances of getting a man transferred from one division to another is indeed difficult, let alone from one theater of operation to another. I wish he would tell you what he told me but one of the things he did say was this, the only reason he wanted to come was because he liked to work with me. He had worked for five different chaplains previous to the time when he became my assistant back in Oahu and then was working for another chaplain who followed me into my old place in the 98th Division.

Soldiers trying to protect themselves from the enemy. Mosquitos.

The mosquitoes are very very thick this evening. In fact, they are so bad I am sitting here with a net completely over my head writing this letter to you. We had a most beautiful sunrise and sunset here today. I love to get up early. It is always so nice and quiet and fresh early in the morning. And the Pacific Ocean from here is indeed a sight to behold. I’m generally up a half hour to hour before anyone else around here. They often kid me about throwing away the best sleep time, (it is nice and cool and fresh for sleeping I admit), but as for me, I would rather get up, shave and wash up and enjoy the quiet and the promise of the new day.

I believe you told me in one of your former letters that Maurice and Edith will leave for Berkeley around the middle of August. I’ve been thinking that it might be good for you to talk to them about what the possibilities are for you and I coming out there while I get my A.B. and work for a Master’s degree in Theology. If there could be some kind of arrangement whereby I could work on the weekends, it would help tide us over. I only wish I had an A.B. but what I do have I worked for. Dear, in all things I have this desire to be my best for Christ and you. I’m not trying to make a decision now. There is plenty of time. I wish you would pray earnestly about the whole thing. My aim is, and always shall be, “I would rather be a sermon anytime than ever preach one.” And “God’s Man in God’s Place.”

Well, Dear, I have enough time so I’m going to make a few comments on your letter of June 6th.

Dear, it certainly means a lot to know you have been praying for me and trusting me to His keeping. I’m glad mail is coming through so well to you. Mail makes good time to me so I know just how much it helps. And you always write such interesting letters. My letters are not the best, but I mean every word I say and you grow more precious all the time.

I imagine you and Mom fixed the dress up nicely for Lois’ wedding. Yes, I certainly remember your green net dress. I think it is sweet what you are planning on doing with it.

I have always been interested in Bacone College and I’m more than grateful to hear about their fine work. That was certainly thoughtful of Mr. Kraft to invite all of them to such a good dinner. I was interested in the statement which Frank Gering made about the work at Great Lakes. That is true practically wherever you go in the Armed services.

Well Dear, I must close for now. God bless you and the folks in all things.

I am yours alone for the ages of the ages, in Christ

Who is our life,

Willis

Colossians 3:3

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