Spitball Army

June 13, 1943

Dear Babe,

My first Sunday home and I’m having a writing spree.  Uncle Pete got your letter yesterday, and were we glad to hear from you.  Haven’t you gotten any of my letters yet?  I have had only one from you written March 9 and Ted received your good wishes.

The big day is getting closer now.  Think it is going to be this week, Thursday.  I got home last Tues. and have been down home every night helping Ted get ready.  I expect he will give you a line up on the remodeling.  It looks swell.  Tore out the old chimney and brought the stairway down into the living room – red dish steps with white risers.  All the woodwork is finished and new linoleum on the kitchen.  Has stove but no ice box.  The furniture is here except for the rugs.  I’m glad for them.

I was shocked when I saw Uncle Pete but he looks better to me already, maybe I’m getting used to him.  He uses his arm pretty well but it is quite stiff yet – that is in reaching his face.  Auntie is just the same as usual.

I came home by way of Fargo.  Les and Dee are fine.  Les is working just as hard as usual.  They haven’t decided to move yet.

I’m glad you are feeling fine and enjoying the countryside that you are in.  Take good care of yourself and write as often as you can.

Love,
Judy