Keijo (Seoul), Korea
9 October 1945
My Beloved Darling Sweetheart:
I’ve been on the go since very early this morning and it seems I have accomplished nothing whatsoever now that the day is almost over. I had hoped there would be some mail today but none came in. I wish you knew how lonesome I become to hear from you. A month ago today we arrived here in the capital city of Korea, and honestly it seems like about 3 or 4 months ago. Don’t let anybody ever tell you otherwise; occupation duty under conditions like these is a trial to say the least. The men are pretty well disgusted here, for all the emphasis seems to be on taking care of the troops in Japan proper, and if there is a ship or plane extra they may come up here and bring us a few things. Some of our high point men are hoping to be leaving here pretty soon. I certainly wish I were among the group but we have little chance of getting out now until late spring. They are doing everything imaginable to try and rope some of us in. In the last two weeks I have received three different things to sign. And then to top it off, this morning after having expressed myself previously three times that I was not interested in remaining in the Army and wanted to get out the first opportunity; a paper came to me wanting to know if I would sign up for active duty until June 1947. I’m really telling you that really burns me up. I frankly told them I don’t want anymore of this Army than necessary, so now they come around with something like that. We are away over here at the end of the shipping lines and they will probably take their time with us. I’m sure from reading the newspapers back there you can see that Japan proper is getting all the interest. Even the Stars and Stripes, the daily Army paper, only has an article once in awhile about Korea. Please forgive me for complaining but it does become tiresome this constant bungling of everything. I didn’t get out of the wrong side of bed this morning, (even though it may sound like it). I just got up on the wrong side of the world. My heart is back there with you Beloved and I’ll never know true joy again until I’m able to be on the same side of the world as you are.
Don and I got the box ready and sent it to you this morning, I sent it first class and certainly I hope it gets through all right. I hope it doesn’t take too long. It will probably be about the 1st of December before you receive it. We packed it real tight and it is in a wooden box and ought to be able to stand quite a lot of rough treatment. After that, I studied and was interrupted several times. After having dinner we left here to go out to a place and have services for a group of men. Because of the situation there were only three men in attendance. It was rather late by the time we returned, so I read for a few moments and then went over to my quarters and washed my winter clothing. We are supposed to start wearing the winter clothing tomorrow. As soon as supper was over I came over and went over the fourth chapter of John for our Bible study this evening. There were 16 in attendance which is pretty good under conditions like these. I came back over here to the Chaplain’s headquarters and wrote a letter to Louise Davis and I just started this when a fellow came in it to see me. He’s a nice fellow but very long-winded, finally I told him I had to write this letter; but by the time he finally caught on, too much time had slipped by and it is very late now.
Well Darling, 21 months ago tonight is a night I will long remember. Do you remember what we were able to do for the last time? I’ll be so glad when we can be together again, I don’t know how you feel, but I get lonesome for such joy as we always experienced on such occasions. It will be some time yet, but I’m hoping it won’t be too much longer. Darling, that is entirely too long to be away from each other. Just think, in three more months it will be two full years. Darling, I’m so lonesome for you. This wouldn’t be near so hard if I could see you once in a while.
In your letter of the 7th of September, you told me all about Betty Mahannah’s wedding, I know it must have been very lovely to say the least. Mrs. Mahannah must be about tired out after such a wedding and then preparing for their move back to California. Thank you for taking the pictures of yourself in the formal which you wore to Betty’s wedding. I’ll be so very glad to have the pictures. Darling, words cannot describe to you how lonesome I have become for pictures of you.
My Dear, I’m so tired and I must close and try to get some rest. God bless you in all things, be sure to give the folks my love.
I’m so glad to be one with
you in Christ for always,
P.S. Enclosed find two letters from Louise Davis.