19 March 1945
Dearest Darling Sweetheart:
Well Dear, we are a little nearer our destination. We had a good flight. I’ll be glad when the last hop is over. There is nothing new that I can tell you about, so you can see the problem which is mine when it comes to writing.
I happened to find out one of my friends is here on this island. We visited with him and it was good to see him.
I’ll certainly be glad when I get more of your letters. Words cannot possibly describe how much they mean to me.
Paul and I have come to our tent and are writing letters to our dear wives. Right now it is pouring rain. It is late now and we have to get up early for our takeoff.
Well Darling, I’ll close for now. God bless you in all things.
Yours alone in Christ’s love,