Spitball Army

[Letter addressed to Mrs. Harry V. C., c/o Mrs. J. W., 20 Block Street, Dundee, Scotland.  Return addressed to Cpl. Harry V. C., 33428766, 1409^th A.A.F. Base Unit, E.D.A.T.C. A.P.O. 741 c/o P.M., U.S. Army.]

England
Dec. 17, 1944

My Dearest sweet Wife

Here is a couple lines to let you know that I still love you, and I am well and getting along.  I sure hope that you are allright and getting along better than what I am.

This little note, darling, is in answer to the letter that you wrote on the eighth.  I am sorry, dearest, to hear that you are behind in your work.  I hope that you are caught up on it before you get this.

Have you seen any good shows since I left?  If you haven’t, you should get to a show as often as you can, as it will help you pass the time quicker till we can be together and I sure hope that time will not be far off.

The package or what ever you sent me is here in the post office.  I received the paper to get it today.  I did not have time today, dearest, but I am going to get it as soon as I can tomorrow.

Darling, have you saw Betty since I left?  How does she like it since Walter left?  I think every body here is just waiting to get back up there.

You know Heaton, don’t you, Darling?  He has his papers fixed to get married now and about three more of the fellows are going to as soon as they can.  The way it looks now, Mary Darling, Hank and I must of started something.

You are right, Dopey darling, I will not forget about the night I lost you.  You will not be like that when I am with you again, will you, dearest?

I was sure glad darling, to hear that you are feeling allright again, and I hope that the other thing you said is not there when I can get to be with you again.  It would just be too much.  If you know what I mean after being away and missing you so much.

Don’t stay up just to write to me dearest.  I would sooner have you getting a lot of sleep and gaining weight than have you losing sleep, but I don’t know what I would do if I did not hear from you.

What is wrong darling, you only sent me one hundred and fourteen kisses in this letter you wrote on the eighth?  You must be getting tired of me already.  Answer as soon as you can, dearest.

Good-By my Dearest Wife
All my love, now and forever
Your Loving Husband
Harry