22 Jul Lost in the dark, Oct 10 & 11, 1944
10 Oct 1944 V-Mail
Hello sweetie – Two ltrs from you today – 26 & 27 Sept. You’re a pretty smart li’l guesser. No, I haven’t heard from Don at all – but I wrote him once a couple of months ago. Nor have I ever read the Digest – but have had a dozen cards saying “it will be arr. reg.” soon! Have never got the NY Times, Variety, Equity – or any pkgs. But I get your ltrs – and they’re the only thing important. It’s now drizzling again. Nice to be inside. Got a ltr from my brother in Hawaii mailed Sept 22 – got here as fast as ltrs from NY. Mail is crazy. I’ve got hold of some more junk to send home as soon as I get around to it. 6 quite cute little egg cups (wooden – hand painted, each different) and two tiny cups & saucers. Even smaller than demi – tasse, maybe Karen can play with them if you think too small for practical uses. Also a cloth horse which Karen might like in her Xmas stocking. Cripes – how I dread missing this Xmas at home. But I guess there’s no use fretting. What’s going to be – is gonna be – and not much can be done about it. All I’m in hopes now is that maybe my birthday presents will arrive in time for Xmas!! Gotta go and eat now. Keep the letters coming. Can’t tell you how much they mean to me. All my love to you and Karen
11 Oct 1944 V-Mail
Hi, honey – your ltr describing details & finances of house came today. Must have missed other ltrs, because most of it was news. Now all very clear. Thanks, darling. Gas furnace, etc, sounds like great convenience. Does it have thermostat & all that fancy stuff? Or do I have to get up on a cold morning & turn it on? Anyway, the whole thing sounds like a good deal.
Visited Spa, Belgium. Beautiful country. Big resort town, and interesting to see. While I remember to ask you did you ever get my box from Eng. with hairbrushes, coins, etc? Have I forgotten, mail snafu’ed, or what? Way back in France one dark, rainy night, another guy and I went out to deliver a message. When we got to destination it was so dark in the woods that he had to walk ahead with a lighted cigarette for me to follow! Coming back we got completely lost. Never felt so helpless. Tiny villages had roads going like spokes of a wheel. Would take best road and pray. Finally didn’t even know which directions we were going – how to get back – nothing. Had no blankets to sleep – so just kept going. About 3 AM found a (?) road – and glory – be – took the right direction & arrived OK after 5 hours of sweating out a half-hour ordinary trip! Blackout driving – when your only guide is darker shadows of trees along the road – is rough. But I’m rough & tough & ready for love with you, my darling